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The atmosphere inside Demin's opulent office was in total silence, only filled with the scratching of a pen against the paper.

Although Demin Klover is at odds with his cousin, Duke Percival Klover, it doesn't mean he can't diligently attend to his tasks.

Engrossed in his work, he barely noticed the butler's entrance until the sound of papers being placed on his desk.

As his concentration was disrupted, Demin glanced up and his sharp eyes fixated on the butler, who stood beside the stack of documents. "What's this?"

The butler replied, "This is the result of the investigation on Johann's grandson that you asked me to do, master."

Demin's expression shifted. A flicker of recognition crossed his face. "Ah! I nearly forgot about that."

There are so many concerns swirling in his mind, making it easy for some matters to slip through the cracks.

Among them, one matter loomed largest.