Evelyn felt the stinging pain on her cheek the moment she stepped inside the mansion.

Mrs. Chen, who had followed her in, immediately noticed the red, swollen mark on her face and gasped. "Young Miss, your father was too harsh on you."

"He's not my father," Evelyn retorted sharply.

Not wanting to upset the young mistress further, Mrs. Chen quickly excused herself. "Young Miss, let me get you an ointment for your face."

Evelyn nodded. "Thank you."

"Aiya, no need to thank me. If the old master finds out about this, I'll be in even more trouble since he entrusted your safety to my care," she said, hurrying away to...