Just seeing how heartless they are to a young girl filled me with some resentment.
But no matter what, he is the servant, they are the masters, he couldn't say much. He just handed the rag to the servant and said to Olivia:
"All the chores at home are done. I'll arrange some work for you another day, Miss."
"Thank you, old butler."
Olivia expressed her gratitude, looking genuinely sincere.
Evelyn finished watching her performance and then came down from upstairs.
Having harbored a bad impression of Olivia, no matter what Olivia did, she deemed it insincere and pretentious.
But since her son had not yet unraveled the truth of those years, she refrained from doing anything to Olivia, opting not to think about it.
Hearing the sound from the stairway, Olivia turned her head as if just seeing Evelyn, her eyes lit up, and she quickly walked to the stairs, looking up at her with a face full of admiration:
"Mom, you're up."
Evelyn glanced at her indifferently and responded, "Mm."
