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    by Willow Moss Despite the baron’s verbal promise, I underestimated Viscount Lloyd’s initiative. That morning, the viscount appeared in the baron’s study and bluntly brought up inheritance and marriage. "Austin, my dear nephew, perhaps there were misunderstandings between me and your father—those were the follies of my youth. Can't you forgive your poor uncle?" The viscount began weakly, his aged face looking pitiful. The baron replied, "I don't understand. I've never blamed you." The viscount pressed…
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    by Willow Moss Lauren had always wanted to catch the Baron's attention, and now she had succeeded. At least among the young ladies, the Baron was clearly most satisfied with her, even Lilyanna had been outmatched. She had thoroughly researched the Baron's preferences but, unlike Lilyanna, didn't take an unfamiliar path. Instead, she started with things close to everyday life. Knowing the Baron had a strained relationship with his mother, she presented herself as gentle and maternal, delicate yet resilient. This made…
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    Chapter 23

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    by Willow Moss No guests would arrive unannounced unless invited by the host or having notified them in advance. The Lloyds had already prepared an excuse, claiming they had received an invitation from friends in the capital. But no one would believe that, especially with Freya Lloyd, the young lady who had just been embroiled in scandal, now practically a freshly minted harlot. No respectable person in the capital would associate with them—were they so eager to become laughingstocks? Of course not. So, the viscount…
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    by Willow Moss My family has rented land from Baker Manor for generations. Viscount Lloyd is an extremely stingy landlord, imposing exorbitant taxes. The peasants toil on barren land, only to surrender most of their harvest to the manor. By my father’s generation, war had made life even harder. When I was twelve, my father left home for the town and never returned. My mother bore four children—I have two younger sisters and a brother. The youngest, Boal, was just one year old. As for who his father was, perhaps…
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    Chapter 15

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    by Willow Moss While chopping wood, my clothes became soaked with sweat despite the cool weather. Especially when the early spring sunlight shone down, the heat made it unbearable. So, I took off my shirt and continued chopping bare-chested. At that moment, I heard the clip-clop of hooves approaching from afar. Looking up, I saw the baron, who had gone out riding in the morning, returning. He rode his horse slowly closer and eventually stopped beside me. I stood amidst a pile of firewood while he looked down at me…
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    by Willow Moss Berry tucked the ribbon into her purse and left the balcony with a light laugh, fluttering away like a butterfly. I stood there, watching her retreating figure. What move would this troublemaking woman take next? These noblewomen appear as close as sisters on the surface, but in truth, they loathe and scheme against one another. They live by the rule: "Your misfortune is my joy." The viscountess has been spreading rumors that Berry is a wanton woman who mingles with lowly men. How could Berry not know?…
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    Chapter 10

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    by Willow Moss The next morning, the baron left Baker Manor. Faced with the viscount's attempts to persuade him to stay, he merely stated indifferently that he had urgent matters in the capital and was determined to leave. The viscount's family was quite displeased, especially with Austin's complete silence on the matter of marriage, which amounted to a tacit rejection of the proposal. "What an ungrateful wretch! Had we known this, we shouldn't have taken him in when he was gravely ill!" the viscountess fumed. The…
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    by Willow Moss It was early winter, and the room was bitterly cold. I lay in the warm, snow-white bedding, utterly exhausted and unwilling to get up. But I knew I had to. The wake-up bell had just rung—it was 5 a.m., and I had twenty minutes to dress and gather downstairs for breakfast. I was a junior footman at Baker Manor. I quickly put on my shirt and waistcoat, splashed cold water on my face, and then donned the silver-white wig. Hanging on the coat rack was a black footman's coat with white stripes, which I had…
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