"Yes, Sir!" Hans hurriedly approached Beatrice and Sam. He handed them two thick towels just to warm themselves up. "H-here, Sir. Dry your body first. I've asked Lisa to prepare a hot drink. And I've asked Tina to-"

"You talk too much, Hans," Sam interjected quickly. He snatched the towel from Hans' hand. He looked at the servant with a sarcastic expression, but when he directed his gaze at Beatrice, that dark glare gradually softened. "Dry yourself off. Change your clothes immediately."

"Yes." Beatrice didn't dare to argue. When Sam gave an order, her entire body moved quickly in full compliance.

"Show Beatrice to her room, Hans."

"Yes, Sir." Hans...