"Young master, young master, it really was the miss who wanted to commit suicide, I was just trying to stop her, you can't let her target me," Mindy Lowell retreated step by step, her face full of terror.
"Go back upstairs and rest," Cole O'Connell grabbed Yulia O'Connell's arm.
"I'm in a bad mood, and if I don't express it, I'm afraid I'll suffocate soon. Brother, you might not know this, but a lot of women's illnesses come from holding in their anger. Many have fallen asleep while angry, which resulted in them never waking up again."
"But I did it for your own good, I was afraid you'd die, that's why I exposed you," Mindy screamed.
"Miss, she's my niece, could you please spare her just this once for my sake?" the butler pleaded.
The butler had watched Yulia O'Connell grow up; while she'd not care about others' face, she'd definitely consider his, "It's possible to give some face, but I'm afraid if I let her go this time, next time, she might lose her life while she's asleep!"
