Reduced to Scrap

Coraline raised her eyebrows. "I am the owner of this room!"

"Legally speaking, Coralie is."

"That's only because she's delaying the divorce! Otherwise, we would have gone to court long ago!"

Desmond interjected, "Besides these personal items, what about the books she left behind?"

"Oh, you mean the books on the bookshelf? I sold them as scrap."

"What?!"

"Those books were bulky and took up space.