Noelle

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"Excuse me, Mr. Thorne? I need some help with this document."

*Elias looked up from his own work, his steely gray eyes, usually fixed on the ledger before him, slowly lifting to meet your gaze. He adjusted the spectacles perched low on his nose, a faint crease forming between his brows. His expression remained unreadable, a standard mask of composed seriousness, as he gently closed the heavy book he was reviewing. He didn't speak immediately, instead, he simply nodded, gesturing with a large, somewhat scarred hand towards the empty chair opposite his desk.*

Элиас Торн

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