The town of Morgan under the night sky.

In the three-story building where the manor lords gather to hold meetings.

On the table, the candle light from the animal fat candles in the candelabra, perhaps a breeze slipped through the window cracks.

The warm yellow glow gently flickering, illuminating several faces.

Their expressions were indifferent, even with a hint of disdain and impatience.

At this moment.

A slender, fair hand extended, clenched into a fist, and tapped on the table with the knuckles raised on the back of the hand.

The wooden table responded with a 'thud thud' sound.

As the figure reclined in the main seat leaned forward.

Janet's exquisitely beautiful face, from beyond the candlelight's range, came into the view of several people.

Janet's face was calm, her gaze sweeping over the three Morgan Town manor lords.

"Gentlemen manor lords, I'm sure you are aware of the upheaval that has occurred at the Frank Manor."

"I won't waste any words with you."

"My name is Janet Frank, the eldest granddaughter of Jonas Frank."

"From this moment on, I am the new manor lord of Frank Manor."

"If there are any disputes over manor interests, or if assistance is needed from Frank Manor, you can inform me!"

Seeing that no one responded, Janet's gaze again swept over them.

She impatiently asked, "Gentlemen, do you have any objections?"

Will Arnold responded, "Lady Janet, Arnold Manor has no objections."

Janet looked at Will, nodding in acknowledgment.

Theodore, with a round face, did not speak, instead moving his body to lean against the chair back.

Waiting for Barnaby's statement across the way.

Compared to Barnaby's composure, his temperament was much more irritable.

Barnaby spoke bluntly, "Objections?"

"Of course, there are objections!"

"Previously, I only lent Jonah the 3,000 acres of wasteland from Garnad Manor, claiming it was a temporary lease."

"But now five years have passed, and Jonah still hasn't returned the 3,000 acres of wasteland to me!"

"Now Jonah lies in a coffin with his eyes closed, how is this matter to be handled?"

Will and Theodore, after hearing Barnaby's words, both looked towards Janet in unison.

A barely noticeable smile appeared on Theodore's face, hidden in the darkness.

Janet remained expressionless, looking at Barnaby, asking calmly.

"Barnaby Manor Lord, of course, disputed matters need to be resolved."

"That's also why I've gathered the three of you."

Barnaby seemed a bit surprised, not speaking, waiting for Janet's follow-up words.

Janet continued speaking, "Barnaby Manor Lord, you mentioned lending my grandfather 3,000 acres of wasteland, is there corresponding lease documentation?"

Barnaby recalled for a few seconds, responding, "Because it was just wasteland, of low value, there was no written document."

Janet nodded slightly.

She looked directly at Barnaby, asking, "So, what Barnaby Manor Lord has said about the 3,000 acres of wasteland is merely a verbal promise?"

"And you only dare to demand this land after my grandfather has died?"

Barnaby's face stiffened, he quickly retorted, "But, that wasteland is within the territory of my Garnad Manor!"

"That is Garnad Manor's land!"

Janet raised her eyebrows slightly, speaking calmly.

"Sorry, Barnaby Manor Lord, I cannot return that land to you."

"Firstly, not mentioning the agreement you had with my grandfather."

"Secondly, since you have said it's wasteland, naturally it has been cultivated and farmed by my Frank Manor, thus Frank Manor has usage rights."

"Lastly, if you insist on reclaiming the wasteland, you should have gone directly to my grandfather Jonas to demand it, not me!"

Barnaby's face was filled with embarrassment, he suddenly stood up from his chair, glaring at Janet.

"This is outrageous!"

"Janet, I don't care if your Frank Clan lacks people, or whatever it may be."

"That's an internal matter of your family."

"But do you really think Jonas could control all of Morgan Town, and that you, a woman, can achieve the same?"

At these words.

Barnaby's words were forceful.

"Today, I, Barnaby, am stating clearly, if you don't return those 3,000 acres of wasteland, I will take them by force!"

After speaking.

Barnaby stepped out towards the meeting room door.

Reaching the entrance, he spread his arms, suddenly pulled open the wooden door.

As he stepped out of the meeting room, he slammed the door forcefully, the wooden doors clashed against the door frame with a resounding noise.

Janet's face remained calm, she looked at Theodore and Will seated.

"Manor Lords, is there anything else you wish to discuss?"

Theodore stood slowly upon hearing this.

His words were full of regret, "Lady Janet, the relationship between manor lords in all of Morgan Town is very delicate."

"Don't think just because the armed power of your Frank Manor is stronger, you can act recklessly."

"What if the other manor lords do not endorse your decisions and form alliances?"

"Can the strength of Frank Manor truly withstand the united force of all manor lords?"

Janet responded, "Thank you, Theodore Manor Lord, for your reminder."

Theodore said no more, likewise stepping out.

Soon.

The meeting room quieted down.

Leaving Janet in the main seat, with Lord Will.

Janet looked towards Will, but before she could ask.

Will spoke first, "Lady Janet, I am somewhat aware of the 3,000 acres wasteland affair."

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