NELSON ESTATE
Nathan sat in his brother Edmund’s private study with his fingers idly flipping through the pages of an old leather-bound book. Nathan had always admired his brother’s collection of books.
The door creaked open, and Edmund entered the room with a slight look of surprise crossing his face when he spotted Nathan seated comfortably on the couch.
“I didn’t know you were here,” Edmund said while closing the door behind him.
Nathan raised the book in his hand with a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I decided to wait here and entertain myself with some of your books. You have good taste, as usual," he said.
Edmund’s eyes narrowed slightly as he walked over and took a seat beside his brother on the couch and folded his arms across his chest. “So, what do you ha
