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Loser Lady From The Duke Family

A second-chance life trope with a slow-burn fantasy romance novel. ---------- Getting her second chance after failing at everything in her first life, Portia makes a promise to herself to get her happy ending and live peacefully this time. However, she can not escape from the fateful encounter and fix her past mistakes in order to achieve that slacking life. How will she manage all of that? Only time will tell Portia's long journey from a loser lady to soon-to-be Palmerston Duchess. ---------- Here are some things that you will find inside this story: 1. MC is an ambitious and kick-ass heroine. She will stand up and defend herself in her second life after receiving all the bad treatments in her previous life. 2. There is no harem route, even though there are many potential male leads. MC is aware of her feelings. 3. Romance is not the ending. ---------- Author notes: I will try to update this story every day. If you want a bonus chapter, please send me a gold ticket or coin in any sum. I will appreciate that and release the bonus chapter as soon as possible.

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The Bread

[Author's POV]

A maid walked down the palace hall and stopped in front of a door. She knocked gently, before going inside but got no answer. She closed the door again and stood with her back to it.

"I have done as you commanded, Your Highness."

At the other end of the room, a young man in royal attire was standing by the window and looking down. He looked at the palace's main courtyard, where the palace's horse-drawn carriage was parked. Not long after, two teenage figures joined hands and entered the carriage with happy faces, one of them carrying a basket of bread. The young man then pulled the window curtain and closed it tightly. He then turned around. "You may go."

"Yes, Your Highness."

After the maid left, the man sat down on a chair and pulled out a desk drawer. Inside was a hair clip. He took the pearl white hairpin and looked at it for a long time. He had found this hairpin when he was tracing the scene of an attack and found it in the grass.