Maya Spencer looked at the servant who seemed several times about to speak but hesitated, turned her head, and said somewhat helplessly, "Sister Taylor, is the contraceptive sold out again?"
Sister Taylor, hearing Maya's words, finally smiled apologetically and said, "Miss, the contraceptive has been bought."
"Then why have you been standing here wanting to tell me something?"
Sister Taylor, looking at Maya's sickly appearance, couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, her voice a few decibels lower than before, she said, "The gentleman who left our house this noon, is he the third young master of the Owen Clan Group?"
Maya let out a long sigh, with an accompanying sound of "Hmm".
"Miss, that third young master has a fiancée, I think it would be better for you not to associate with him."
Hearing the words fiancée, Maya's brows furrowed tightly, thinking, isn't she the fiancée? Why would Sister Taylor say that? Could there be someone else?
