"So you're still going to tell His Grace about this?" Mrs. Melissa heaved a sigh of relief. "I'm pleased to hear it. Give me the good news you're going to get! I don't mind if you ask me to do something about Miss Lyra either. I saw her in her room while the maids were busy preparing her embroidery kits."
"Don't do anything for now!" Mr. Bertus ordered, looking like a resolute leader who was highly respected. "Just wait for my orders!"
While carrying the book in his hand, he nodded at her, indirectly asking her to leave. His agile movement to organize the scattered books stopped because he saw her still standing in front of him. "Why are you still here?" While raising an eyebrow.
"And why are you still here?" Grabbed the book in his hand and then made a hand gesture of expelling. "Let me take care of all this. Hurry up and go see His Grace." She would call some maids to help her clean the books.