MEANWHILE, Vivianne went to the Allamino Mansion. As soon as she entered the living room, Alfred was already there on the sofa, reading the newspaper and seemingly waiting for her arrival.

"You knew I was coming, didn't you? Did that wench Joan report to you again?" Vivianne said before sitting on the couch across from Alfred.

"She's a more decent conversationalist than you, so don't talk to her like that," her father reprimanded. "If only she were my only child, everything wouldn't be this difficult for me," he added.

Vivianne rolled her eyes. "Then give her the company and the mafia. Do you think I'm chasing after your wealth acquired...