51 Chapter 51

It was at that moment that he understood Alice's indignation over how he treated his plants when she had come over for dinner. He felt sorry that he had underestimated the value of priceless specimens accumulated by his grandmother and brother.

As he examined the miniature bonsai trees by one of the windows, he heard Pierre's voice inviting him to the table. He returned to the dining room and sat down and waited, looking around the room curiously.

Directly by the main entrance on the left, stood a tall metal bookcase with frosted glass shelves almost taking up the entire wall. It was a monstrous structure resembling a basement furniture for tools rather than a dining room décor; a modern art devoid of beauty, character and soul. He didn't tolerate that style as he didn't feel anything by looking at it at all.