As they talked, they had already reached the front of the living room.
The grand living room was as imposing as ever, with European court-style furniture and a large crystal chandelier that exuded unspeakable luxury, just like a Middle Ages mansion from the movies!
Giselle Lawrence was particularly curious about unfamiliar things; holding Tobias Clark's hand, her clear, large black and white eyes looked here and there, shaking her head incessantly as if she couldn't stop herself.
If Tobias hadn't been holding her, she might well have dashed off in all directions by now.
There were several servants standing by in the living room, ready to attend to any need. Other than that, there was no sign of the Old Master. Yet, a sense of authority was already approaching them—
Tobias silently contemplated the information the housekeeper had shared with him.