By the time Delphine returned to the Leclair estate, dinner had already ended.
"Miss Five, have you eaten yet?" The butler smiled warmly as he saw her arrive.
"No, I'll just make something simple for myself," Delphine replied softly. She could never bring herself to act coldly toward the elderly butler, whose demeanor was always kind despite his age.
"The chef's already left for the day, but if you need anything, feel free to ask me." The butler nodded and smiled, making no attempt to intervene, perhaps deciding it was better to give the younger generation some space.
"One more thing, Miss Five—you might need to switch rooms. The eldest young master had some valuable paintings delivered, which he specifically requested be placed in the study's adjacent room. As a result, I'm afraid you'll have to move up to the attic on the top floor." The butler's tone was gentle, yet filled with apology.