"What's the matter? Are you blocking my way now, not letting me in?"
The butler knew that what he had just done was quite inappropriate, so upon hearing the annoyance in George Flack's voice, he quickly added, "Ah, I'm not really holding you back, sir. It's just that Mr. Flack is surely here to see the lady, but the lady is not in at the moment."
George Flack just calmly looked at the butler, wondering what else the butler could conjure up with his words. At his age, how could he lack proper decorum so badly?
"So if Mr. Flack comes in, he would still be waiting inside. Rather than that, it's better to contact the lady first, to ask where she is and when she will return. That way Mr. Flack won't have to wait in vain, right?"
Right, he really did manage to come up with something.
"Cough cough, what you mean is, as long as Aria Grant is not here, I don't have the right to come? This is the Sawyer Clan residence, have you forgotten that I am the son-in-law of the Sawyer Clan?"