Jamie cried without tears: “Miss Bertha, you just go down and see him, tomorrow I will help you clarify this matter, you don't want him to be so noisy that you can't sleep all night, right? I beg you."

Bertha sighed, hiding the dissatisfaction in her eyes. She told him, "Go wake up the maid, cook him something to relieve his hangover, and bring it over here."

"Yes!"

Jamie rushed downstairs.

Bertha wrapped herself tightly in her thick fur nightgown, her expression calm and indifferent ...