Marinda's voice echoed within the study—a lady's study that was quite spacious. Aside from a long desk that measured three meters in length and two meters in width and the matching sofa and coffee table, even though there were enough bookshelves lined up along the walls, when one spoke loudly, their voice would still reverberate in the room, especially when sitting in Marinda's current position.
It was clear that this was a special architectural or decorative technique.
Specifically designed to highlight the master's authority.
Arthur, with the help of Wuni's eyes, scanned the curvature of the study's ceiling edges and two specially made hangings, then his gaze fixed on Edwin.
The young 'Spirit Medium' was also very curious as to what news made the coachman show such an expression.
Curiosity is human nature!
Who doesn't long for a taste of the melon field!
Under Marinda's gaze, Edwin took several deep breaths and then mustered the courage to say—
