Caroline stared at this unfamiliar maid for two seconds. "I'm sorry, may I know your name? I don't see your name tag on your clothes."
The maidservant covered her left chest subconsciously, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes. "My name is Ellen. I think I dropped my name tag somewhere when I was working."
"The Anderson family's branded goods are all specially made and can't be bought outside, so they're especially precious." Ellen made a gesture of request. "Kind Miss Caroline, please keep this a secret for me. Don't tell the Old Madam and the Young Master about this. I will find the name tag as soon as possible."
Caroline waved her hand nonchalantly. "It's just a small accident. Even if they find out, they probably won't do anything to you."
Ellen patted her chest, showing a bit of fear. "But Butler Harriman will punish us. He's the most strict person."
"In that case, I'll keep it a secret for you." Caroline was very understanding.
