"Is it really that beautiful?" a doubtful voice came from behind.
It was Winny Johnsons.
She giggled coquettishly, "I'm afraid no matter how beautiful, it can't surpass our Mrs. Arthur, right?"
"Delirious from a fever."
Ella sensed her malicious intent and refused to show weakness, "What is it, have you healed and forgotten the pain?"
"My eyes are still not healed, and I will not forget that it is all thanks to you!" Winny gritted her teeth.
"Then what do you want?" Ella asked with evident interest.
She's like this and still wants to have a go at me?
"With Mr. Arthur here, with Ordon here, and so many people protecting you, of course, I wouldn't dare do anything to you," Winny answered cautiously.
"It sounds like I'm the one who should do something to you?" Ella went along with her words, pretending to be full of confidence, after all, she was covered by so many people.
"Isn't that the case?" Winny appeared very innocent.
