Her maids remained silent as they dared not utter a single word.
The Countess' heart was filled with hatred. In addition, her body was feeling uncomfortable. In the end, she lost her temper and continuously smashed things.
Many of the items had hit the maids, but even so, they did not dare to move.
When the Countess was finally tired after smashing the items, she shouted at them with a hoarse voice, "Get out of my room!"
The maids hastily retreated.
At the same time, an elderly maid came in with a bowl of medicine.
After the elderly maid made her way inside, she said in a respectful tone, "Third Miss, I've brewed you an antidote for the itching medicine. Hurry and drink it."
"Quick, give it to me!"
The Countess acted as if she had encountered her savior and reached out with her hands.
The elderly maid moved toward the Countess and helped her finish the whole bowl.
