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MY WIFE, THE INTELLIGENT ONE KATHERINE Duchess, did you need something? The insufferable butler was the one who opened the door.
T wish to see the Duke, I replied, my tone bordering on rudeness.
His superior attitude irritated me to no end.
You know you must schedule an appointment to see His Lordship.
I can arrange one for next week...
Tts an emergency, and I need to see him now, I emphasized the now.
Icould hear the sounds of the Duke inside the room.
I didnt know if he was doing it on purpose, but I could hear papers shuffling on the desk and him reading some document.
The Duke is busy with his morning session.
He cannot be distur...
Hey, nngh! he groaned in pain when I drove the heel of my boot deep into his foot.
Taking advantage of his momentary distraction, I shoved past him and entered that arrogant bastards office.
J apologize for the interruption, Your Lordship, but I must speak with you about an urgent matter, I said, barely restraining my temper.
«Iam Rossella, I am Rossella, Iam my sisters pathetic, lovesick doormat!» Even the mantra wasnt working.
My irritation was only growing.
I could hear Wallaces footsteps behind me, his venomous gaze burning into the back of my head, but he remained silent.
---- I supposed he was waiting for the Duke himself to humiliate me as punishment.
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Your Lordship, this is regarding the Mr.
Wallace, fetch me last Decembers agricultural reports from the bookshelf.
I need to review some figures, he interrupted without even lifting his eyes from his papers.
He had me standing there like an idiot in front of his desk, as if I didnt exist.
My fists clenched, itching to smash them into that smug face of his.
Here they are, sir.
The butler returned, while I racked my brain fora way to make the Duke acknowledge me.
It was obvious he was doing this on purpose.
What did he expect me to do? What would my foolish sister do? Run out crying dramatically? sir, [know youre busy, this will only take amo Dont hand it to me.
Read it aloud, Mr.
Wallace.
Tell me the grain accumulation figures from the silos.
Aaaagh! My eyes dangerously darted toward a dark crystal ornament sitting on the massive desk.
Disturbing thoughts of smashing that thing against the Dukes head flickered through my mind.
«No, no, Katherine.
Be smarter.
Dont let your crazy instincts take over.
Thats exactly what he wantsto make you lose control» And since the Duke was so busy, I decided to wait.
I slowly walked to the armchair in front of his desk, dropped onto it, and
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