The figure in the armchair was barely visible. Victoria was petite, and almost her entire body had sunk into the soft cushions.
But her long golden hair cascaded down like rippling water, spilling all around the armchair like a pool of gold.
Victoria did not move. She simply kept her back to him and said nothing.
It seemed she had not truly stopped being angry.
Elliot exchanged a glance with Conrad.
The Old Butler took Elliot's cane and handed him an exquisitely wrapped package, then quietly withdrew. After he left, the maids gently closed the Library's doors.
Elliot hefted the gift in his hand. Rather than speaking right away, he looked around, taking in the Library.
Surrounding the lounge area where the two of them were, tightly packed bookshelves reached almost to the ceiling.
Several wheeled ladders stood in the aisles, making it easier to retrieve books.
The carpet on the floor was not thick, but it was extremely soft. Walking on it felt like stepping onto a bed.
Thinking of the spiderwebs Vanessa had seen, Elliot could not help giving the floor a few kicks.
Victoria still showed no reaction, though the sound of turning pages stopped.
Elliot slowly walked forward, but skirted the armchair she was sitting in. Instead, he wandered around the lounge area, occasionally touching a chair or tapping a tabletop.
Finally, when he began stuffing fountain pens into his pockets, Victoria could no longer hold back. "Elliot, what are you doing now?!"
"I paid for all these tables and chairs. Naturally, I need to take a good look at them."
Elliot made himself completely at home and sat down. Smiling, he picked a pastry off the plate and popped it into his mouth, then took the wooden box of nuts beside it and began examining