Giyom turned around at the sound. His response was faster than she expected. As a result, the door that had just opened was blocked by his arm and closed in less than two seconds.
Fortunately, she was shorter than Giyom.
Her bright green eyes shone brilliantly in the afternoon sunlight. Underneath her stretched arm, she had a glimpse of the gap between the door and his body, as if she was appreciating a good painting. Indeed, it happened in the blink of an eye.
"What are you doing here? Isn't Sir Ober in? The maid I met at the front door said he is in the office..." She brazenly asked and stepped back.
"Giyom, escort her inside. "
As if he already heard her complaint, Ober's voice was heard from behind Giyom's back.
Only then did Giyom bow to her and leave the door. Coming to her senses belatedly, Cordelli quickly helped her.