"By what right?!" The servant immediately voiced her dissatisfaction.
"Because you just displeased me. Since I'm not happy, I thought I'd educate you, and while educating you, my shoe soles got dirty. You don't have to wash them. Anyway, there's juice on my soles, and they'll definitely soil wherever I walk unless you follow me and clean it up!"
"..."
Follow behind her, cleaning her footprints?
If she's so mean, wouldn't she deliberately exhaust them?
Everyone glared at her indignantly, but Nanny Maxwell still sneered:
"I'll tell you all once more, your Nanny Richardson has left, and now I call the shots in the Russo Family! If you want to stay here, you'd better behave! Otherwise, go somewhere cooler! Still thinking of complaining to the Old Master? Go ahead and try! See if he believes you or me?"
The servants were all young, but those with even slightly better family conditions wouldn't choose to stay and endure this.
But for livelihood...
