The atmosphere in the library shifted, tension hanging thick in the air as Alicia's eyes narrowed in suspicion. The dim light of the room cast eerie shadows on Mr. Jonas's face as he closed the door, his smirk sending shivers down her spine.
"Mr. Jonas..." Alicia's voice barely rose above a whisper, the name tasting bitter on her lips.
"Lady Lise..." he responded, stepping toward her with a sinister ease, the faint smirk never leaving his face.
Alicia's frown deepened. "What are you doing here?" Her question sliced through the quiet, the gravity of the situation reflected in her eyes.
"What an interesting question it is?" Jonas chuckled, his laughter echoing off the walls. He leaned against a bookshelf, his posture casual but his presence unsettling. "I thought this was my mansion, or is it not?" he added, the sarcasm in his voice intertwining with the eerie ambiance of the library. The creepy smile on his lips widened, creating an unsettling tableau in the dimly lit room.
