She found Alex at the desk with a pile of papers in her hands.
"Anything else about sugarcane plantations?" Asked Emma politely.
- What? No, this is a record of some of our possessions in Yorkshire. Do you want to meet him? Emma involuntarily sighed.
"The fact is, Alex, that I miss."
- What?
"It's not your fault," Emma hastened to reassure her husband. "But you're busy most of the day, and it's getting harder to entertain myself."
- Yes, I understand. Alex's face expressed embarrassment, and he settled comfortably on the chair. "And what about the books that I instructed you to maintain?"
"I learned a lot about them about Westonbert, but really, it's enough to check these books from beginning to end no more than once a month."
- Then I have no doubt that in the estate you can find
