"Aunt, don't say that. Aren't these things our responsibility?" Oliver comforted with a smile.Mrs. Smith sighed lightly, patting Oliver's hand apologetically, "I feel bad saying this, but the Smith Family is in trouble, and it's not right for you brothers to be affected too. Oliver, you suddenly came back, won't the UK branch be in chaos?""Aunt, don't worry. I have arranged for someone to take care of the UK side. I will go back in a few days, and there won't be any issues." For his aunt, who was closer to him than his mother, Oliver would do anything without hesitation.Ever since their biological parents passed away, it had always been their uncle and aunt who took care of them, providing them with a privileged living environment. This sudden incident had already burdened them with enough self-blame, feeling that they had not taken good care of their uncle's family."Oh, it's all because your uncle fell ill at such an inopportune time, which gave the White Family a chance to make

Flora had anticipated this outcome when she came in, although she still didn't know what grudge she had with the Smith Family. But judging from Maxwell's hatred towards her, she knew that there would be no peaceful days ahead!Flora steadied herself, took a deep breath, and fearlessly stared at Mrs. Smith, saying, "Mrs. Smith, I don't know why you hate me so much, or what I have done to betray the Smith Family?" She wanted to know, besides breaking off the engagement, had she done anything outrageous?Joshua glared at her and sneered, "Flora, stop pretending here. If it weren't for you inciting Henry White, would he silently drive the Smith Family Group to ruin?"Flora loved Henry White, and that was something he had known from the very beginning, and it was something he couldn't tolerate the most. To vent his anger and seek revenge on her, he had openly engaged in flirtations with various women to catch her attention!"Henry...?" Flora murmured, then lifted her head to stare at him,

Flora secretly felt relieved that Maxwell Smith did not forcefully occupy her last night. Getting out of bed, she walked into the bathroom, took a shower, changed into clean clothes, and headed towards the door. As she descended the stairs, she happened to run into Mrs. Smith, Joshua, Oliver, and Robin having breakfast.Flora felt extremely uncomfortable standing there. As a maid, she lived in the luxurious rooms on the second floor with the family, which made her feel out of place. But Nancy hadn't arranged a separate room for her, and Maxwell intended for her to stay in that freezing room, so she had no choice but to continue living on the second floor!Joshua looked at the still beautiful Flora with a mocking smirk, no longer the infatuated gaze from over a month ago. He sneered, "Miss White, did you sleep well last night?"Flora knew he was mocking her and had no intention of answering. She greeted them lightly, "Good morning, young masters. Good morning, madam."Mrs. Smith, seein

Maxwell was shocked and hurriedly lifted her out of the bloody water. He carried her out of the bathroom and laid her on the white bed, his large hands firmly holding her still-bleeding wrist! With his other hand, he quickly dialed the family doctor's number. He only let go of her when he managed to stop the bleeding.While waiting for the doctor to arrive, he wiped the water droplets off her body and hair, covered her with a blanket, and made sure everything was properly taken care of before the doctor arrived. He had never felt so nervous before, and it surprised him. Given his personality, he would surely find reasons to deceive himself. Because he would never admit, even if he were to be killed, that his anxiety stemmed from not wanting her to die, let alone admitting that he no longer wished to harm her cruelly...Doctor Alan quickly treated Flora's wounds, hung up the IV drip, and secretly glanced back at Maxwell sitting on the couch, no longer as anxious as before. He hesitated

Three days passed, and Flora was already able to do some simple things. Although the wound still hurt, her body had regained its vitality.In the evening, as she was preparing to sleep, a burst of car sounds suddenly came from outside the window. Flora could clearly distinguish between the sounds of Oliver's and Maxwell's cars. And this time, she could tell it was Maxwell's Porsche.Flora's heart suddenly skipped a beat. That man hadn't come back for almost a week now. Today, when he returned, he would surely summon her to his bedroom. Usually, every one or two days, he would call her or directly storm into her bedroom.As the car sounds faded, Flora maintained a high level of vigilance, listening to any movements outside the room. Fortunately, she didn't hear his steady footsteps at the entrance of the bedroom. Flora finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that maybe Maxwell hadn't come to bother her because she was injured.With this thought in mind, Flora closed her eyes and pe