Britney politely knocked on the door, "Is Julia there?"
The crying sound inside stopped.
After a while, the door opened from the inside, and a woman's voice, choked with tears, said, "Who is looking for me?"
I looked up and, surprisingly, it was Mrs. Castro.
Britney saw the face clearly and only then understood where the gossip from those women came from.
The original owner of this room was the woman who bumped into her yesterday while she was serving tea.
Mo Yue looks like she is in her early twenties, but she has a weariness that doesn't match her age. It is probably because she resigned from her job and has changed out of the uniform of the Castro family's servants. She is now wearing a plain, bright red cotton coat.
"Are you Julia?"
Julia lowered her head and wiped away her tea
