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Fabian, who was looking through the documents, raised his head and looked at him.
Seconds later, with the same indifferent face, he looked right back down at the paperwork again.

How can he not even blink once when he sees the face of his most trusted aide?

Just as he was about to feel sad, Fabian asked nonchalantly, keeping his gaze fixed on the document.

“Why are your eyes red?”

“I cried.”

“What did you cry about?”

“It was because something sad happened.”

“It’s a useless sensibility.”

Isn’t this all because of Your Grace?! Justin groaned and raised his voice.

“Even a thirty-year-old man wants to cry sometimes! Do you not know how delicate my feelings are!? I and a seventeen-year-old girl are no different in sensibility!”

“You’re crazy.
If you’re going to keep spouting nonsense like that, get out.”

Fabian said coldly, with his eyes still on the documents as if it wasn’t even worth listening to.

So how about this? Justin brought up something that he might react to.

“Lady Nelson is dating a man.”

“What?!”


Fabian immediately raised his head.

Fabian doubted his ears.
What did his aide just say?

The young duke wondered whether it was something he said out of sulking for him not responding to his words.
Eventually, Fabian decided it was best not to react to what he just said, since it would just prove his way of drawing attention was effective.
Hence, he looked down at the paperwork again, pretending to be deaf.

But Justin thought maybe Fabian just didn’t understand.
So he said it over and over again needlessly.

“Are you all right? Lady Nelson is dating a man.”

“…”

Fabian put the quill down on the paper.
The aide had said this twice, he could no longer pretend he didn’t hear it.
Moreover, he couldn’t focus on work.

His head rose again to look at Justin.
Fabian’s face, which was not usually bright, was exceptionally darkened

“That…”

It was an awfully low, deep voice, almost menacing.
Fabian shut his mouth, cleared his throat once, then tried asking again.

“Why are you telling me that?”

“Weren’t you concerned about the daughter of Marquis Nelson?”

“I have told you.
No.”

As if what just surprised him was a lie, Fabian quickly regained his composure.
With an indifferent face, he spoke calmly.


“When did I tell you to find out about lady Nelson?”

Justin was annoyed at his remark.
He raised his eyebrow.

“Didn’t you tell me to find out about the Nelsons’ daughter? Last time before the masquerade.”

“It was only then.
Since then, I haven’t asked about her at all.”

Fabian held onto it, while hiding his empty heart.

“I thought you might be curious.”

“I said I wasn’t.”

His red eyes stared sternly at Justin.

Since Fabian had reacted like this, Justin couldn’t say anything more.
Even if he talked to the man relatively comfortably, he was still a duke.

Justin was a savvy aide.
So he withdrew from this.

“Hmm, I guess I have told you something useless.
Then please go back to work.
If anything, call me and I shall come right back.”

Justin, who spoke politely, turned his back.
But as Justin was just about to leave the office, Fabian called him.

“Wait a moment.”

“Yes?”

As Justin turned around to listen to what he had more to say, Fabian asked.

“What kind of man is he?”

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