Chapter 971

Yet the inside of the car was entirely silent, as though the rolled-up windows had blocked all the hustle and bustle of the city outside from penetrating. The only sound that could be heard was his assistant's voice, as well as the rustling of papers as Scott thumbed through the documents. "As for this afternoon…" Before his assistant could finish his sentence, however, Scott cut him off, "I want the entire night to be blocked out." "Will do, sir." Meanwhile, the wood carving studio was as familiar as Naomi remembered it, with everything in the exact position she had left them in. It was as though she had never even left. The sight of the familiar surroundings and people eased Naomi's mind. The moment she arrived, she passed the pastries around the room for everyone to share. Most of Naomi's colleagues were older, around her parents' age, and Naomi lovingly called them 'Uncle' or 'Aunt'. Of course, there were also younger people working at the studio, but they were mostly fresh f