For the first time, the Governor experienced what people often called "dizziness and a splitting headache."
As a great nobleman of the Empire's Upper Class, he had never needed to rack his brains over anything from the moment he was born, apart from dealing with his brothers and sisters.
Even when dealing with those brothers and sisters, most of the time it was his private advisers who came up with strategies for him.
All he needed to do was choose an appropriate strategy, arrange for someone to carry it out, and then quietly wait for the results.
If it succeeded, he would naturally be delighted.
If it failed? Before deciding who would inherit the title, he could afford to fail many times.
And even if he ultimately failed completely, as long as he bowed his head in time, he could still remain active among the Empire's aristocracy under titles such as "the full brother of a great nobleman" or "the first cousin of a great nobleman."
As long as certain boundaries were maintained, families basically would not slaughter their own brothers and sisters at the drop of a hat like the royal family did.
That was also one of the greatest differences between the aristocracy and the royal family.
He had never been this furious in his life. In addition to his anger at being deceived, his dignity had been savagely smashed to pieces on the floor by that damned Mr. Edward!
Just two days ago, he had not only treated his niece as bait to win over that swindler, but had also praised Mr. Edward in front of numerous nobles as an outstanding businessman, an excellent businessman, and had even said that he would become family!
Whenever he thought of this, the Governor's face turned redder than ever—redder even