Hannah looked at Madeline who approached her, and after a brief pause, she cried even harder now.

Madeline knelt slowly. “Don't cry.”

Through Hannah's misty and teary eyes, she saw a clean handkerchief appearing in front of her.

“Wipe your tears. Stop crying.” Madeline comforted, “If someone who cares about you knows that you’re crying so hard now, they will definitely feel distressed.”

Upon hearing Madeline's words, Hannah laughed self-mockingly and spoke slowly.

“I’ve been the apple of my family’s eyes since I was a child, and my parents regarded me as their treasure. Gradually, I became very proud and complacent. I went to Gray Manor to be a maid not because I wanted to be a maid, but to prove myself.”

As Hannah said that, she cried even harder.

Madeline squatted in front of Hannah, quietly and patiently listening to Hannah talk about the dissatisfaction and depression in her heart.

“Soon after that, I was able to prove myself because only exceptional girls could work as mai