Cecile looked around the mansion.
Looking to the side and behind, it was a huge and magnificent mansion.
It offered a glimpse of the current imperial family's wealth and of Maxim Adeloff's wealth.
To maintain a mansion like this, the number of people one had to employ was no small matter.
And the employed had to be paid, inevitably.
“Money rotting away from having so much.”
Cecile smiled slyly.
If Elena really was here, then the child was not foolish—she was clever.
Cecile pressed the doorbell and waited, and before long the door opened.
A world she had never once set foot in opened its mouth toward Cecile.
“What brings you here?”
“Ah, I have come from the Joseph family. My name is Cecile.”
Madame Greta smiled with a gentle face.
She had already heard warnings about Cecile from Hazel.
That she was the kind of person one should absolutely…
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