The maid found the body, and alerted the Master, who strode into the bedroom for the first time in ten years.
Their marriage had been purely for convenience, she had a title but no money, he had money and no title, and they were both good enough at acting appropriately.
And yet, at this point, as he gazed at the body in his wife's bed, he felt, for just a moment, a pang of actual sadness at the end of their relationship. But it passed, and he did what he had to, calling the cops to arrest his murdering wife.
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