“I only thought I heard someone in here, and I grew most curious.”
Victor carefully placed the book back on a shelf. He walked toward the table before the settee in the middle of the library. There was a pile of ledgers that hadn’t been there the night before. He moved to stand in front of them in an attempt to block my sight.
“That is the difficulty with women,” he said, snarling. “Curiosity.”
“You do not approve of a curious mind?” I asked.
“I do not approve of a woman sticking her nose where it does not belong,” he clarified. “Especially in my affairs. You understand, do you not?”
“I have read many a book that touted the same philosophy,” I admitted. “But your affairs are as much as mine now.”
“I am sure you can find another book that will tell you otherwise. Our father gave you f
