Chapter 560

---- made myself comfortable.

I had all day to play this little game of Bastard Duke versus Miserable Duchess.

I stared at him without blinking.

I looked like a professional stalker.

He coughed suddenly, bringing his fist to his mouth.

Fora second, I could have sworn the hint of a smirk flickered at the corner of that hateful mouth.

No, it must have been my imagination.

This ice man only hated Rossellathere was no other intention behind his actions but contempt.

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the figures per hectare of harvested grain are these, and we stored XXX in the silos...

Thats not right, I blurted, and then immediately wanted to slap myself.

Why the hell did I speak? My impulsiveness was getting the best of me.

And why does the Duchess think they re incorrect? Please, enlighten us with your wisdom, Mr.

Wallace quipped, setting the report down.

in the southern region,

know about other places, but I know

amount of land couldnt possibly yield so little

administrator? Has the Duchess ever worked the land? he scoffed,

Explain, Duchess.

figures are wrong? The Duke finally

was tempted to let them keep

I rememberedthis wealth was what

steal a single

needed to get on his good side right

you have here, I said, walking around the desk, gathering the fabric of

his chair to get a better view

mark the hectares, then in this area alone,

explaining everything I

up in

a farmhand himself, but he had always kept a

the

Rossella and me about it, though she

had followed him everywhere like

that in this biggest silo, they re hiding

wouldnt believe the hiding places they use! Iturned my head suddenlyonly to find myself inches away from

practically leaning over the Duke,

had been crazy for this

more concerned with keeping my head ---- attached to

JT mean...

personally dirty my hands in the fields, but you knowIm

I instinctively took a step back, like I

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