As Maisie turned around, the servant kneeled down and kowtowed to her.
The servant's face turned black, and she got up from the ground with a look of anger.
At this point, she couldn't laugh at Maisie anymore. She glared at her through gritted teeth and asked, "Miss Duval, what do you mean by this?"
"I was actually wondering what you meant. Everyone knows that when medicine gets cold, its effectiveness decreases. What was your intention in delaying me from delivering the medicine to the young master? As a servant,
Don't you want the young master to recover quickly? What are you thinking?!"
Maisie's eyes were sharp as she spoke, and her peaceful demeanor suddenly changed, emitting a powerful and icy aura.
