Eudora George shook her head at the servant and said, "No worries. I got it."
Since they were already here, she might as well be prepared to respect all of his requests. There was no point getting angry at a man whose days on earth were numbered. What was more, he was Amos' father.
She loved him, so she was willing to do whatever it took to make him happy.
The Old Master initially thought that she would refuse. He didn't expect her to agree just like that.
Then, he added, "I'm giving you half an hour to find all those books."
The servant next to him couldn't help saying, "Old Master, there is no way you will be able to finish reading so many books!"
"What? Are you guys also going to control the number of books I read now? I like to pile the books that I want in front of me. Is that not allowed?"
The servant was speechless, "But, Miss George alone..."
"Are you her servant or mine?" the Old Master glared at her and his temper sparked again. Eudora shook her head hurriedly, "I'll go. I will start looking now."
"If you can't finish finding all the books in 30 minutes, you are not allowed to have lunch."
"Fine by me. I'll just think of it as dieting!" After that, Eudora left immediately.
When she pursued her degree in designing in the past, she would often visit the bookstore to look for information. Therefore, Eudora was very familiar with the place.
She also knew that the way that the books were arranged. Generally speaking, they were classified according to the genre, author's name, and then tile. Eudora read through the list briefly and classified all of the books according to the author's name.
After that, she started scanning through the bookshelves one at a time.
She then decided to borrow a small cart from the staff so that she did not need to carry the books. She found one and placed it in the cart, then continued on.
Soon, twenty minutes had passed, the Old Master looked down at his wristwatch.
"Hah! I knew that she would not be able to find them all in 30 minutes!"
The servant next to him was also anxious. Miss George was a good person, and she didn't want her to skip lunch.
Looking at the end of the corridor with eager eyes, the servant began to count down the seconds in her heart.
Ten, nine, eight... two
As soon as she was about to finish counting, she saw a small cart emerge from the end of the corridor. Eudora trotted over with a cart full of books. The servant was so excited that she nearly jumped for joy, "Miss George, you are awesome..."
The corners of the Old Master's mouth also curled up, but soon, he reverted to his cold face.
"What's she awesome for? All she did was find a few books."
The servant curled her lips, took the books that Eudora had found hurriedly, and handed it all to the Old Master.
The Old Master read two pages of one of the books and spoke.
"I can't read this. Come and read it for me!"
Eudora had no choice but to go over and read it slowly for him. The morning sun started streaming in through the window of the shop, shining on the table.
The Old Master squinted his eyes as he listened to Eudora reading slowly.
Through his squinted eyes, he saw Eudora's gentle face as she buried it in the book. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart. She was one patient woman.
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