"Eve..." Allan called Eve again.

"Of course to compress Master! What else? Be quiet, ok?" Eve said irritably as she walked towards the intercom and asked one of Allan's servants to bring a container with a small towel and warm water.

That morning Eve, who saw Allan was sick, felt sorry for him and made her take care of him.

One of the servants brought the things Eve requested, a basin with warm water and a small towel.

"Take off your clothes, sir!" Eve ordered again.

"What? My clothes? But Eve..." Allan hesitated a little but again heard Eve's increasingly annoyed words.

"Take it off!"

Finally Allan hurriedly took off...