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.

about the borders in the southern region, correct?

places, but I know

land couldnt possibly

worked the land?

Explain, Duchess.

you believe the figures are wrong? The Duke finally addressed

For a second, I was tempted to let

rememberedthis wealth was what I was

anyone steal a

to get on his good side right

I said, walking around the desk, gathering the fabric of my dress so I

better view of the enormous map

these red crosses mark the grain storage silos and these mark

explaining everything

up in the

wasnt a farmhand himself, but he had always kept a close eye

werent always the

and me about it, though she

who had followed

bet anything that in this biggest silo, they

believe the hiding places they use! Iturned my head suddenlyonly to find myself inches away from those piercing eyes that seemed to look

over

my sister had been crazy for

because I was more concerned with keeping my

JT mean...

dirty my hands in the

as I instinctively took a step back, like I had been electrocuted, trying to escape his

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