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... nto a fist as he dropped to his knees, ''I have not been doing my work properly...''

Jun Zixuan's eyes opened and he looked at the man before looking at the rest of the servants standing in a queue,''What about the rest?''

''Nobody was around when Young Mistress left the mansion. No one has seen her,'' Steward Gu replied.

''The CCTV footage of all the nearby places and the security guards,'' Jun Zixuan said, ''You have 5 minutes. Get them here.''

Steward Gu nodded ...

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