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Chapter 13: Power Shift.

ผู้เขียน: Anthony Wyles
last update ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2025-03-02 08:00:42

Roxanne had remained as an observer since her marriage to Ciel. She was never included in things that concerned the family except when it's needed to put on a public display.

The estate where she stays with her husband is quite big and showcases power, and wealth.

She had been wandering around it for the few days she had been married, trying to get to know it's occupants.

She had been married into one of the powerful families in the country, but she never felt included.

She was not okay with being a wife that's tossed into the background. She would not let herself be looked down upon again, and disregarded.

Now that she's here, she would make sure she carry the Sebastien name with purpose.

And she was going to let Ciel know about it, tonight.

She found him in his study, as usual, with a glass of whiskey beside him.

He looked relaxed, but Roxanne knew better. The man was always watching, and calculating.


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