The door to Marquis Bolton's office was wide open, and this fair and handsome marquis sat in front of his computer, issuing one command after another over the intercom.
It seemed as if he was remotely commanding the entire outpost base.
When the Fifth Princess entered the office, the concentrated look on Marquis Bolton's face even made her somewhat dazed; for a moment, she almost believed that all these accomplishments were indeed her husband's.
But as she snapped back to reality, she smiled and pulled Marquis Bolton up from his seat: "Am I not more important than your work?"
The Fifth Princess had to pull Marquis Bolton up because she knew that if she didn't, he couldn't continue pretending much longer...
She knew too well what kind of person her husband was; without that 'Chief Butler,' her husband was a typical 'trophy figure.'
Marquis Bolton stood up and embraced the Fifth Princess with a big smile: "Oh, my dear..."
