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"This is exhausting."

Seated in her work chair, Liliana yawned and stretched her stiff body.

Her gaze fell on the pile of documents on her desk, and she let out a long sigh.

It had been over two months since she had announced Aragon's rebellion, along with that of the other demon higher-ups, to the public, and the results had been highly satisfactory.

There were no protests—on the contrary, support continued pouring in from various cities across the Demon Empire.

That was certainly good news, but it also meant an increased workload.

Her order to capture and execute anyone collaborating with Aragon had both advantages and disadvantages.

On one hand, it helped prevent future chaos in the Demon Empire. On the other, it left her with a shortage of people to replace those who had been executed.

Some of these duties were temporarily assigned to her subordinates, but the rest fell on her.

"I need to have Lyra recruit talented individuals to fill the vacant positions," she murmured, her expression stern.

Although the Demon Empire's previous government appeared stable, it was merely a facade. Beneath the surface, corruption and nepotism ran deep.

Many high-ranking demons had placed their family members or close associates in key government positions.

She had long wanted to eradicate this nepotism, but it was no easy task. The system had endured for thousands of years and was deeply entrenched.

That was precisely why Aragon had so many supporters—most were beneficiaries of the very nepotism that had plagued the government for generations.

Fortunately, Aragon had foolishly launched an open rebellion, giving her the perfect opportunity to act.

Deep down, she even felt grateful for his stupidity.

Regaining her focus, Liliana straightened up and was about to resume her work when she suddenly paused. She glanced at the clock on the table—it was already 8 AM.

"Oops! It's breakfast time for the four little girls," she said, tapping her forehead.

She had been so absorbed in work that she nearly forgot something so important.

Without wasting time, she stood up and left her study.

***

"Young Lady Charlotte, Young Lady Iris, Young Lady Fiona, and Young Lady Stella, wake up. It's already nine in the morning—time for breakfast."

Standing beside the large pink bed, Lyra gently called out to the four little girls, who were still sound asleep.

"Umm..." Charlotte groaned softly, slowly opening her heavy eyelids.

She glanced to the right and saw Lyra standing with a calm, expressionless face.

"Lyra?" Charlotte blinked in surprise before sitting up. Rubbing her eyes, she greeted, "Good morning, Lyra. What time is it?"

"Good morning, Young Lady Charlotte. It's nine in the morning," Lyra replied politely.

"Nine in the morning?" Charlotte froze, then quickly glanced at the clock on the wall. Sure enough, it was already nine!

"Oops! I overslept!" she exclaimed in panic, unintentionally waking up Iris, Fiona, and Stella beside her.

"Why are you being so loud, sister? Don't you know it's still dawn?" Iris grumbled, rubbing her eyes in annoyance.

"Mm... Sister, you're so annoying," Fiona mumbled lazily.

She grabbed her teddy bear and curled up to sleep again.

Charlotte rolled her eyes before turning to Iris with an exasperated look. "Dawn? It's already nine in the morning! We're late for breakfast, Iris."

Iris's sleepy eyes widened as she glanced at the clock on the wall in shock.

"It's really nine in the morning! We're going to get scolded by Mommy!" She cried out, swallowing nervously.

Hearing Iris's outburst, Fiona, who had just settled back into sleep, immediately sat up and looked at the clock. In an instant, her round, adorable face turned pale.

"Sister, Mommy is going to scold us!" she exclaimed in panic.

Only Stella remained calm. She quietly took the blanket covering them and neatly folded it.

"Alright, no need to panic," she said gently. "Let's just head to the dining room for breakfast."

Her soothing words helped the three girls settle down, and they gave small nods.

"Then, let's go!" Charlotte said, quickly hopping off the bed, slipping on her bear slippers, and heading toward the dining room.
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Iris and Fiona hurried after her.

Stella slowly got off the bed, then glanced at Lyra standing beside her before bowing her head politely.

"Thank you for waking us up, Lady Lyra."

Lyra, who rarely smiled, curled her lips slightly and gave a small wave.

"You're welcome, Young Lady Stella. I'm just doing my duty," she said, her tone calm yet gentle.

Stella smiled, giving a small nod before slipping on her slippers and hurrying after Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona.

As Stella's figure disappeared from view, a glimmer of admiration surfaced in Lyra's eyes.

She murmured to herself, "She truly is a polite girl. No wonder His Majesty Leon cherished her and chose to adopt her."

***

In the dining room, Liliana had changed into a simple black dress that highlighted her slender curves while still being full in certain areas, such as her chest and hips.

Over her dress, she wore a pink apron with a fluffy bear headdress attached to the front.

With both hands, she carefully set a plate down on the dining table.

Seeing the spread of food before her, she nodded in satisfaction, a faint smile gracing her lips.

"Now, I just have to wait for the four little girls to arrive," she murmured softly.

She felt a bit guilty for being late in preparing breakfast. Fortunately, when she arrived at the dining room, no one else was there.

At that moment, she assumed they were still asleep, which brought her some relief.

After ensuring everything was in order, she walked to the kitchen and removed her apron.

Returning to the dining room, she took a seat and waited quietly for the four little girls.

Before long, the sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the hallway, and soon, Charlotte, Iris, Fiona, and Stella appeared in her view.

"Good morning, Mommy," Charlotte greeted, her expression filled with guilt.

"Good morning, Mommy," Fiona and Iris echoed, bowing their heads, their faces equally remorseful.

"Good morning, Aunt Liliana," Stella greeted with a gentle smile.

Liliana gave a small nod and replied softly, "Good morning. Let's have breakfast."

Seeing that their mother wasn't angry, Charlotte, Iris, and Fiona let out a silent sigh of relief.

They quickly climbed into their seats, their eyes sparkling at the sight of the delicious spread before them.

Fiona grabbed a piece of sweet sauce chicken leg and took a big bite. "Mm! This is so good!"

Her small mouth was stuffed with food, making her cheeks puff out adorably.

Once Fiona started eating, Charlotte, Iris, and Stella followed suit, enjoying their meal.

However, in the midst of breakfast, Liliana suddenly spoke.

"By the way, I once mentioned that I would tell you about your father's identity. This might be a good opportunity for that."