The Duchess turned, giving him a glance.
"Follow me upstairs."
As she ascended the stairs, the old butler followed her, not stopping until they arrived at the study room on the third floor of the residence.
"If you're trying to persuade me to accept Ivana Bennett, save your breath."
"I only wish to explain the matter regarding Christmas," the old butler took a mild breath. "The Count had agreed to this."
"What?!" The Duchess was taken aback, "KING agreed?"
He approved of celebrating Christmas at the Count's Residence?!
"I understand that it's difficult to believe, but it is indeed true," the old butler slightly lifted his lips. "The Count has changed a lot since meeting miss, when he's with her, he's extremely happy. Such love should not be obstructed."
The Duchess folded her arms. "I don't want to obstruct love, I only want to halt exploitation and deceit."
