Chapter 1223 A Crow Is Still a Crow

• “These pastries are for guests. How could you just buy whatever?” Avery scolded, annoyed. Pulling a stunt like that trashes her own name, doesn’t it?
• Hearing the heat in her voice, the nanny wilted, nerves kicking in. She bowed her head and apologized, “Sorry, ma’am. I’ll go get proper ones now.”
• Adela watched the two—mistress and servant—spar like a scene on stage. She gave a small shake of her head. “Avery, let it go. She did it to take care of you. Normally she wouldn’t slip up like this. Sure, hospital pastries taste awful. I’ll order takeout in a bit. What do you feel like?”