In a brothel, girls were singing and dancing. Inside a private room, a handsome man, surrounded by girls, slightly narrowed his eyes and stared at the loyal subordinate of his who stood in front of him. A sinister light flashed through his eyes, “There was indeed a beautiful woman that had caused countless noble young masters to go crazy for her attention?” “Your Highness, it’s completely true. Everyone in the Imperial City had been ramping at the newly opened Solstice House just to have a glimpse of this dancer. They said that she was extremely beautiful, even more beautiful than the heiress of the Grand Duchy of Chantrea, Lady Alvira! They were calling her by the name Miss Lucille and she is also the owner of Solstice House!” The subordinate obscenely clicked his tongue, imagining the