The number of offices indicates how many sons Ms. Jarvis actually has.
However, at a glance, there were over a dozen rooms, and it couldn't be certain that all were her sons' offices.
Tiana Thorne sighed slightly. It seemed this method wouldn't work; she'd have to ask her older brother later.
She couldn't be kept in the dark any longer, could she?
She walked over to the office door the young maid had just pointed out to her and knocked.
"Come in."
It was Maxim Ford's voice.
Tiana opened the door, raised her eyes, and saw him sitting in a leather chair, reviewing documents. He looked very serious and focused, with furrowed eyebrows, as if dealing with something tricky.
When Maxim saw it was his sister, he lightly smiled, a gentle trace of a smile visible: "Tiana."
Tiana walked in, closed the door behind her, and blinked playfully, her voice carrying a bit of a whine: "Brother, thank you for this morning. I slept very well."
