Rong Feiyu, with her head hung low, clenched her fists tightly in frustration. She thought, 'How things had gone so awry. Hadn't Mom assured me everything was under control? Where did this meddlesome nurse come from?'
Meanwhile, the situation at the auction venue was no less chaotic. As Mrs. Rong Sr. kept slandering Rong Qi, a sharp female voice suddenly cut through the noise, "Who's spouting such nonsense without fear of divine retribution?"
The voice made Mrs. Rong Sr. recoil in surprise. The speaker was none other than the caregiver Rong Qi had hired for Rong Tianshi. Still in her uniform, the caregiver strode into the crowd, her face stern with indignation.
"You want the truth? Let someone who knows a thing or two tell it," the caregiver declared.
Her unexpected appearance raised eyebrows. One of the reporters asked, "And who might you be?"
