On the following day they go back at England. I visited our company we owned the biggest book publishing company. There is lot of aspiring writers who tried to submit their novels. Elle was one of the writers. She submitted her manuscript. I’m so glad to see her.
“Ms. Elle Benet”
“Lady Ellery Hudson how are you”
“I’m great. Are you submitting your novel"
“Yes. I’m trying to submit this. I hope your company will love it”
“Of course we do love it”
I submitted her manuscript to my father. Unfortunately he doesn’t likes it.
“Papa this story is amazing we can market this in theater”
“I reads it and the story is boring. Lack of characters. There’s nothing new. I’m sorry. I’m looking for the best writer in town”
I’m so disappointed to myself. I decided to go back at the manor. Inside the carriage I holds her manuscript. I’m just thinking what if I give it back to her. And I will suggest to add more characters.
“Mr. Pendleton let’s visit the tavern”
“Lady Ellery may I know why?”
“I’m going to give this to her”
“Yes you may”
At tavern she’s not there. So I asks one of the staff where is her exactly location. Good thing her co-workers gave her address. We arrived to her house. She’s living in the middle of the forest. Their house was made of bamboo.