Sophia Phoenix walked downstairs with a fresh red handprint on her face.
The spot where Tilly Flower had hit her with a cellphone was obviously red and swollen as well.
The servant waiting downstairs was startled upon seeing the red mark on her face.
"Miss Phoenix, your face..."
Sophia touched her swollen skin, then closed her eyes briefly and walked to the sofa to sit down.
"Go get some ice."
The old butler quickly instructed the maid.
He walked over to Sophia and said, "Miss Phoenix, the lotus seed soup for Miss Flower is ready. It's still warm. Shall I take it up to her?"
Sophia nodded, then thought of something and shook her head.
"I'll take it to her later."
"Alright." The old butler responded, looking at the pitiful red mark on her face before turning away with a soft sigh.
...
Sophia leaned back on the sofa, exhaling slowly with a somber expression, and lit a cigarette.
