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Morning came with the Manor still; no blinds were open; it was like someone died and was grieving. No one accepted visitors who made the public shock. With Theodore locked up in the solar they both used to sleep, the Manor became gloomy.

On the other hand, Thaddeus was drinking rum for breakfast. The Lordships instructed not to let guests or visitors enter; the Manor's blinds and curtains were closed. The maroon shade of the place even made it look miserable and grim.

Lia and Mister Smith approach the solar where Theodore was staying. Mister Smith knocked on the door. "Your Lordship, are you awake?" Mister Smith politely asked. Theodore is known to have little patience; they have to be mindful of their words. If they rub the Noble Lord the other way around, they may lose their job in a snap. "Leave." Theodore just stated a word. The servants outside were debating whether what to say to the Noble Lord.