CHAPTER 62 (1). WILL YOU NOT GET MARRIED, OLDER SISTER?

Meanwhile, Petronilla visited the Efreni estate after a long time had passed. This was because the Duke's butler had reached out to her. Petronilla entered the Duchy in a plain, light yellow dress with only one ribbon tied on her waist. The butler welcomed her politely.

"You have arrived, Lady Petronila. Come this way."

"Hello, butler."

Petronilla, who responded with the same courtesy in her greeting, gracefully entered the household. It didn't seem to have changed much from her last visit. The butler led her to the reception room. She sat down and asked a question after taking a sip of peppermint tea that one of the maids had brought to her.

"What has happened?"

"It is not a big deal, but it is not a problem that can be handled by myself. I apologize for the inconvenience."

"No, butler. Originally, I was asked by the Duchess to take over. Since there was also the Duchess' word, it would be right to do this. What is the matter?"