Margaretta sat in her office, sorting through the stack of documents on her desk.
Ever since her father handed over most of his authority to her, she had been responsible for all the Ashvale family's internal and external affairs.
The workload was exhausting, but she never once complained.
She had dreamed of the day she would have complete control over the Ashvale family.
As for her younger brother, Allen, he would never hold any real power. He could spend the rest of his life as a loser, living off the monthly allowance their father gave him.
Just as she was absorbed in her work, a series of urgent knocks echoed from the front door.
"Y-Young Lady, bad news!"
Margaretta paused and looked up, her expression unchanged.
"What happened?"
"P-Prince Cedric... he's been arrested!"
...
Duke Ashvale sat in the living room with a grim expression. Across from him, Allen remained calm and unfazed.
The duke fixed Allen with a cold stare.
"Was Prince Cedric's arrest your doing, son?"
