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"Miss!" the butler exclaimed in alarm, striding quickly into the bedroom and into the bathroom, pushing the bathroom door open with force.
Inside the bathroom, Qian Xueying lay next to the window, wrapped only in a bath towel.
"Miss!"
The butler, concerned, moved quickly to help her up. He hadn't even touched her when she grabbed his arm.
"Let go of me... let go..."
Qian Xueying cried out in alarm, and the butler, taken aback, saw her smirk and push him forward. The butler hadn't understood what was happening when he fell toward the bathroom window.
There was a crash as the glass shattered, and the butler's body flew out, landing heavily on a sculpture in the garden outside. His body twitched, and blood began to pour from his mouth and nose.
"Mr. Butler!"
Qian Xueying wrapped the towel tightly around herself and rushed downstairs.
By then, the servants and bodyguards of the Duke Residence had gathered, and screams came from the maids at the sight of the butler.
