Evelyn Crawford chuckled softly, "Very well!"
From now on, she would properly deal with this little wretch!
"Would you mind going downstairs? Violeta is hungry, and she might start crying if I leave right now, thank you."
Evelyn still maintained a courteously polite smile on her face.
"Fine!" Tina said irritably, turning around to leave.
In fact, Tina didn't dislike Evelyn as much; it was just that the master had ordered her to intentionally provoke Miss Crawford, so she had no choice but to obey.
Accustomed to acting subservient as a servant, this time pretending to be brash and bully the master, was indeed rather thrilling.
After a while, Tina came back with the formula mixed up.
This time, of course, she wouldn't repeat her previous actions; she sincerely prepared the formula at the right temperature.
However, when Evelyn touched the bottle, she suddenly recoiled in surprise.
"Why have you made it as hot as last time?"
This time, Evelyn's tone was very calm.
