"Young Master."
After Jane had seen Doctor Matt out, she pushed open the door and cautiously walked in.
She knew the Young Master would have questions for her.
Harry Hall's gaze fell on her cheeks, swollen on both sides.
Jane was getting on in years; her skin wasn't very smooth or youthful and it had a dark hue, yet the fingerprints on her cheeks were still clearly visible.
At this moment, both sides were swollen high.
Among the Hall Family, the number of people who could lay a hand on Jane was few.
Harry's eyes deepened slightly as he asked:
"What's happened to your face?"
Upon hearing this, Jane instinctively raised her hand to cover her face, showing no intention of complaining.
She was a servant, and although she had raised Harry Hall, she always adhered to her duty, not daring to claim credit in front of Harry, nor would she sow discord between him and his already strained relationship with his mother.
Hearing Harry's question, she replied perfunctorily:
