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Indeed, it was a residence worthy of the Duke himself.

“Nicole, this is where I live. Let me bring you inside.” As he said this, Levant extended his arm towards Nicole.

Nicole’s glanced at the man’s large and imposing hand but felt her heart pounding inside her chest. She had a feeling that she would be punished most severely by a certain someone if she accepted.

Bright-eyed, Nicole looked directly at the estate and asked, “Can I go inside now?” Without waiting for Levant to reply, she hurried in.

Levant was left behind with his hand in mid-air, which he retracted angrily. He quickly caught up to her to save himself the embarrassment.

The estate resembled a Renaissance painting. Everything from the layout to the hustle and bustle of servants tending to their chores felt surreal to Nicole.

Nicole stopped abruptly. She couldn’t bring herself to walk any further lest she destroyed the picturesque beauty of the place.

“What is it?” asked Levant suspiciously. He wondered why she came to such a sudden halt.

“This place is so majestic. How did my mother even get involved with all this?” asked Nicole as she gestured vaguely at her surroundings.

Nicole was so overwhelmed by the sights that she was star-struck, no matter where she looked.

extremely out

of a middle-class businessman in Y City. To think that she had come here, to such an aristocratic place to seek answers made her feel

alright, but don’t forget that it’s also a place filled with people. Don’t think of its

abandon my pregnant

she felt as if all the beauty and magnificence of the place were

guest wing. He also arranged accommodation for her bodyguards and found four maids

me, just let any of the maids know. I need

“Alright.”

to rest in their respective quarters. With the four maids standing guard outside, only Yoda remained

closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. From the moment she entered the estate, she could not shake off the feeling that

more clues to work with, like a keepsake or a token. My mother never mentioned anything, let alone

window, with

could sense trouble lurking behind this façade of

suddenly regretted letting Nicole come

my biological father has something to do with her learning the skill in the first place. I wonder if this

her. “That