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... ady gotten out of bed.

Last night, Loraviel hadn't come to Liana's room. Now that she had gotten up, she didn’t see Loraviel anywhere.

However, Liana had more important things to attend to.

Liana arrived at Countess Ruth’s room early in the morning.

She didn’t knock but directly opened the door to Countess Ruth's room.

"Liana? What is it?" Countess Ruth asked.

"Countess Ruth, why?" Liana looked at her in confusion. "Why is everything fine? Why didn ...

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