The Duke's Residence.
Frederic was sent back to the Duke's residence early yesterday morning and slept for a whole day until evening. When he woke up, he found himself in the confinement room.
The room was dimly lit, and he was still wearing the clothes he had on before drinking, with a furry blanket beneath him.
He sat up, rubbed his forehead, thinking that his father had locked him up again. Although it was ruthless of him to leave him here after drinking, he also feared that he would catch a cold, so he placed a furry blanket beneath him.
This old man still loved him! After all, in the three generations of the Duke's residence, there was only him, the sole heir!
However, the confinement room couldn't hold him. He stood up, transformed into his wolf, and leaped onto the roof through
