Eva's POV
Didn't I tell him I had a business proposal to discuss? Why didn't he listen to me? He said he'd be back in half an hour, yet here I am, waiting endlessly! Why did he insist I wait for him in his study? I could have waited in my room or anywhere else! What could possibly be more important to him than his wife? Doesn't he trust my abilities? Maybe old Eva wasn't impressive, but with just a flick of my fingers, I could work wonders here!
I looked around his study, wasting time and pondering my dreaded, open-ended thoughts. I was so bored that, without rifling through his belongings, I would have fallen asleep. The increasing heat only soured my mood further.
To kill some time, I started tidying up his place. He probably doesn't allow many people in here, given its condition. Thi
