After eating the takeout ordered by Pedro Langley, Nora Scott sat cross-legged on the cushion, holding a drone remote control in one hand, resting her chin on the other, watching a small drone circle around the study.
Boredom.
Pedro Langley entered with a cup of tea.
With a sideways glance, Nora lazily spoke, "Where are your big wife and little wives?"
"...Wha-what?"
Pedro nearly choked on his tea.
Why is he being accused wrongfully again for no reason?
"I remember two years ago, your house was full of advanced technological gadgets..." Nora spoke unhurriedly, glancing at the robotic vacuum on the floor that started operating automatically at a set time, "Like that one."
Resting her chin and recalling, Nora said, "Flying and running everywhere, it was really noisy."
A while back, Nora used the robotic vacuum, and while sleeping on the floor, it bumped into her and woke her up, causing her to accidentally break it, and she never used it again.
