Work

John followed Lucila to his office still holding onto the book,

"I think this is the first time you have ever actually been to your own office," she said, heading towards the desk and pulling the chair out for John.

Sitting across from him she pressed a button on the desk rigging a bell. After a few moments a centaur entered the room. She had beautiful red hair, her equine half matching in color. She approached the desk and pulled out a large stack from her saddle bags then stopped.

"Madam who is this and why is he in your seat," The Centaur asked.

"Oh my you haven't meet have you well master this is Abigail Jones she works as my clerk Abigail this is master Doe and this is in fact his office," Lucila explained.

"Oh I am so sorry it is an honor to meet you," Abigail said bowing to John.

"No no don't be its my fault if I had been the one doing my job we would have meet already and it is to my great shape that I only now get to meet such a beautiful woman," John said standing and offering his hand to the girl.

From their, they began their paperwork in all it took the three 4 hours to complete during which John learned that Lucila had been forging his signature most days under his orders.

"Well master thank you for this usually it would take me twice as long next I would usually check on the reports from other heads of service," she explained.

The book filled him in that the other heads of service are the guard captain, head maid head farmer the Rancher and sales, he also know new that He had only ever met them once.

Apparently The other john had never really down anything with his life all he did was fuck eat and sleep a life John could get behind to a point but acording to the book the farm his one job had been losing money meaning the people who worked for him were making less and less and thair lives had followed suit, even the slaves lives got worse.

Also he know new that livestock meant slaves and actual livestock but mainly slaves. Apparently, the Doe family owns 35% of the countries slaves and gave them a chance to work for thair freedom and because of his own laziness not a single **** on the farm had gotten any closer to thair freedom and thair day to day life has gotten worse.

"I want to meet them," John added.

"Now this is a surprise, where should we start," Lucila asked.