A few maids comforted her while cursing the butler's injustice.
Qian Xueying returned to the bedroom, where a maid brought her clothes to put on, and another went to tidy up the bathroom. She then stood by the window, pulling her bathrobe tight around her.
Surveying the entire Duke Residence, she wore a smile of satisfaction.
Now, this place was her kingdom.
Once the servants had left, she turned and entered the Duke's bedroom.
She picked up the documents that had been on his knee, placed them beside the desk, took out his pen and seal from the drawer, and, imitating Duke Locke's handwriting, signed her name on the documents and stamped the seal. Qian Xueying's lips curled up in satisfaction.
After securing the documents, she walked over to the soundly sleeping Duke Locke, bent down to kiss his forehead.
"Goodnight, daddy!"
Standing up, she stepped across the room to turn off the main light, then gently closed the door to Duke Locke's bedroom.