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... of butlers standing at his doorstep and bowing their heads like frogs.

"Young master, do you need any assistance, it has been a week since we cleaned your room last." One of the butlers said, with a deep bow. He was a middle-aged man who seemed to be in his early forties.

Vincent shook his head and replied with an awkward smile, carved on his face, "Ahem... Thank you all for checking out on me. As from now onwards, I shall clean my room myself, there's no need to bother yourself ...

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