"Master Bourkee, Baron Crook has sent you a letter."

A man where a black coat over a white shirt bowed as he presented an envelope to a black-grey-haired man sitting on his chair with a leisurely look on his face.

The black-grey-haired man grabbed the envelope and chuckled disdainfully,

"Baron Crook, is he the old fart with that beautiful daughter?"

"Yes, that is correct, Master Bourkee." The butler nodded.

An evil smile appeared on Bourkee's face as he then clicked his tongue,

"Tsk Tsk, his daughter was a beauty indeed, it was a shame that the bitch decided to kill herself. I wanted to play a little longer that time."

Then, Bourkee sighed,

"Oh well, whatever happened happened. We can't do anything about it, can we?

But why is this old fart sending a letter to me?

Heh, did he have another daughter? Tsk Tsk"

Bourkee then opened the envelope and started reading the letter inside it,

"Earl Bastard Bourkee.

Oh ho, that's quite a greeting. Who gave him the balls to write like that?"

Bourkee muttered in amusement.

He wasn't the least bit bothered by how Baron Crook cursed him.

Or maybe he was and was just getting excited by thinking about how he will punish that man.

Bourkee then continued reading the letter,

"I heard about an interesting piece of news and I must say, Bourkee Bastard, to be daring enough to go after a Marquee's son…"

read the letter, the serious his

narrowed his eyes and started reading

hell is this guy talking about?"

about something like this, does this old man not

something behind

The butler pointed out.

turned the paper and

just talking around, if you don't come to Slums in the West at 12 in the night, I will send that letter to

is he

Bourkee roared in panic.

be another letter

The butler mentioned.

opened the other letter

'To Earl Bourkee,

was accurate, do not worry,

Alger Bannermane.'

face paled

quickly took out some texts and started matching Alger's writing with the writing in this letter and soon,

is Marquee Alger t-talking

him any information like

few months ago, there were many suspicions that Marquee Alger was the one behind this incident,

didn't bury this

searing with anger and buys any information related to this incident at

hell-bent on getting his

this letter reaches Marquee Longe, then no matter how much

made

cursed in his heart and then, his eyes

know, he would rather deal with me on his own than

has sent this letter to

thinks anything weird. I need to kill him, then

would this letter

anger and slammed his hand on

me in

do you a favour and send you to your bitch daughter

Bourkee then started thinking,

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