Seeing Nanny Vaughn still hadn't moved, Aurora Sterling smiled and wheedled, "Nanny Vaughn, please go on. I just want to have the kind you make."
In front of Mrs. Sterling, Nanny Vaughn didn't dare be too insolent toward Aurora Sterling, but her expression had already soured. "Miss, as an old servant of the Sterling Family, I should of course follow your orders, even if these old arms and legs of mine don't work so well anymore. But, Miss, just look around. This room is full of butlers and servants, and every single one of them is younger and nimbler than I am. Why not have them prepare the Osmanthus Lotus Root Powder for you? Why insist on making this old woman work? What if I mess it up and keep you from having your treat?"
Aurora Sterling scoffed internally. 'This old crone… every word out of her mouth is about how old she is, implying that I'm bullying the elderly. What a sharp-tongued old hag.'
