The other women were accustomed to this phenomenon, seeing Olly like this, they casually asked as if it were small talk.
Olly, as though she'd found a soulmate, held the maid's hand, tears in her eyes, and said, "Why am I so infatuated with the Young Master, yet he loves someone else? Every day I see the Young Master's handsome face so close and yet untouchable, isn't it so miserable, so cruel, so pitiful?"
The maid's mouth twitched a few times, and she touched Olly's forehead, speaking rather earnestly, "Olly, did you forget to take your medicine today?"
"Oh, my heart hurts so much, how could you say that about me..."
Just as Olly was passionately performing her self-written tragic love story to her colleague, the door opposite Matthew Saxon suddenly opened.
Both of them were stunned for a moment and slowly turned around.
"You, come here." Alexis Denton leaned against the doorframe, yawning with one hand covering her mouth and the other pointing at Olly.
