And Old Master Russo was sitting on the sofa, hands resting on a cane, face ashen.
Nanny Maxwell saw this, and her cheerful mood on the way here instantly sank.
There was even a jolt, and the smile on her face began to look somewhat unnatural.
After being stunned for a long time, she finally reacted, hurried forward, and reproachfully addressed the servants.
"What's going on here? How did the servants applying for a job end up at the front? Go, go, go, quickly follow me to the back..."
The servants who were applying showed noticeable changes in expression upon seeing her.
There was fear, contempt, anger, disdain, disgust...
Each expression was different.
Seeing their expressions, Nanny Maxwell instantly flew into a rage, her face turning cold immediately.
"Hey, didn't you hear me talking to you? Are you deaf? The servants applying should be in the backyard, hurry up and go!"
Her tone already carried impatience, the words sounding harsh.
