Chapter 62 I’ve Exhausted My Patience

In the living room, Radley noticed that Freya would become more talkative whenever they talked about work. From her words, he could catch a glimpse of her true self.

As they discussed future plans for West Geft, Radley occasionally asked for Freya’s opinion indifferently. She answered each question thoughtfully, and the distance between them appeared to have lessened.

Radley gazed at Freya as it was for the first time that he felt their ideas were so in tune. Many of their renovation ideas were coincidentally similar.

His gazes deepened while a strange feeling arose in his heart as if tiny vines were growing from his heart. and making his throat itch.

On the sofa, Freya frowned. “The West Geft’s ancient clock tower dates back to the Industrial Revolution and holds significant historical and cultural value. I intend to restore it, but it has numerous tenon-mortise structures that require skilled craftsmanship. We need to find a proficient artisan for the job.”

Radley withdrew his deep gaze. “The Monaghan Group previously collaborated with a tenon-mortise master. Maybe we can show him the blueprints this time.”

Since Freya had always been interested in the tenon-mortise aspect, she became excited. “A tenon-mortise master? Can you introduce this master to me?”

While she became excited, her face shone with radiance. Radley stood up. “Let’s go to the study. His contact information is there.”

As Freya was eager to meet the tenon-mortise master, she immediately followed him.

Upon entering Radley’s study on the second floor of the Monaghans’ mansion, Freya was stunned.

Is this really a study? It looks more like a private library to me, she wondered.

The spacious study spanned over a hundred square meters with a ceiling height of seven to eight meters. Bookshelves lined all four walls, and a grand window overlooking the sunset stood at the entrance. In front of the window sat a minimalist desk, clean and organized.

“You have a nice study.” Freya complimented.

Radley gave her a silent glance as she was the one who redesigned the furnishings in the study, but she didn’t seem to remember.

“Please have a seat.”

As the two of them sat at the desk, Radley took a booklet from the drawer and began to flip through it.

“Wouldn’t it be faster to ask Connor directly? Doesn’t he have the master’s contact information?” Freya suggested.

Radley retrieved a paper from the booklet and stated, “Unfortunately, the master is known for having a peculiar temperament and doesn’t have any contact information. All we have is an address where he can receive letters.”

her chin on her hand, she smelled a familiar

and walked toward

resembling the shape of a turtle and carved hollow floral

and the

tell how the fragrance is blended?”

with agarwood as the major ingredient and dragon’s blood and cloves as secondary and supporting ingredients. These are then soaked for half a day in tulip petal

picked up a small pair of tweezers on the side to have a look and smiled. “Indeed, there is also a layer of saffron on the

why the Smalzot Yard butler mentioned that the fragrances

his eyes as he realized the process of making herbal sachets using ancient methods required extensive knowledge. Even in the past, only

methods had been lost in modern times, yet Freya seemed to comprehend them thoroughly. She could explain it perfectly with just a breath

a smile. “The creator of this sachet

she carefully examined the grinding of the spices while explaining

indifferent words flowed into his ears while she brought at sense of calmness

was a craft that became progressively sophisticated the deeper

wisdom, certain herbs possess unique properties that influence various parts of the body, and agarwood is known to have less dryness compared

be made.”

her black pupils shining. This perfumer seems to have a deep understanding of your body condition, and their patience in crafting this herbal sachet is truly remarkable. Can you introduce me

apple bobbed as his voice deepened. “You know

do?” Freya was

“It was you

herself quite a bit and even implied that she was very attentive to Radley’s needs as a perfumer.

coughed awkwardly.

her head to look at the herbal diffuser and wondered how

her memory

sachets you made for the

smiled awkwardly. “Well…

sachets for me? Radley’s expression was

head. “I don’t have the

a sharp pain in his heart as if he had been pricked by a

instructions on how to make it. Then you can find another

be able to make it the same way.” Radley handed her that tenon-mortise master’s address.

felt a little embarrassed. “Grandma should be awake by now. I

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