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Chapter 22: How was she usually served dinner?

The man went upstairs, step by step, reaching up and undoing his sapphire cufflinks, with all his movements elegant, and also exuding a kind of unshakable absolute authority from above.

"......"

The two maids stood looking up from below, their hearts trembling with anxiety and their hands shaking involuntarily.

Reginald reached the second floor, walking towards Heloise's room.

As he got there, the door was pushed open.

It was dark in the room, and a dead silence reigned everywhere.

There wasn't even a sound of breathing.

It was as if no one existed here.

Reginald raised his hand and turned the light on, the bright light hitting the whole room at once.

This was a purely Baroque-style bedroom, and there was a lump in the neatly spread gray quilt on the large bed.

The young girl was lying there peacefully, her arms folded outside the quilt, wearing a pure white nightgown.

Reginald walked over to the bed, seeing the girl's dark hair slightly disheveled, her beautiful face that was calm, h
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