Nellie cried and left.
The maids said secretly that Nellie was a little unlucky. Every time she came, she would make a fuss. After that, she would cry and leave. So what did she get?
Ableson sat stiffly on the sofa. Looking at the tattered suit, he was stunned for a long time.
"Mr. Seymour, it's late at night. You should go to sleep after having some milk."
Mattie came in and gave him the milk. Seeing that his suit was ruined, she could not help but sigh, "What a pity."
Mattie didn't just mean the suit.
"Next time, if Nellie comes again, please keep an eye on her and don't let her enter my bedroom and study room. By the way, don't let her enter Camilla's room," Ableson said in a low voice.
"Don't worry, Mr. Seymour. With your words, I will be careful next time!"
Mattie hurriedly sa
