A loud crying echoed against the wall. Connor was standing by the staircase, wailing.

Surprised, the maid stopped her movement. Although Marina wasn't close with Connor, as his mother, she didn't wish for her kid to witness the cruel scene.

She instructed, "What are you doing? Make sure the kid doesn't see this."

The flustered maids rushed toward Connor. Marina was irritated by the sudden crying, too.

She urged, "What are you standing there for? Do it."

The maid said aloud from upstairs, "Master Conner must be having an allergy reaction. There are a lot of rashes on his body and face."

"Call the doctor over." Marina was very impatient.

Instead of dealing with Connor, she was anxious to settle the score with Olivia because it was her rare chance to do so.

Olivia looked at Marina in disbelief. "He's your son. He's so little, and he's crying. You should at least hug him and comfort him."

Marina sneered. "If you make it quick, I can do that right away."

"He's crying so helplessl