Daisy Ginger took a glance at Emily Ginger, who was obediently standing in front of the housekeeper. She was wearing a white dress, her hair was smooth, her clothes were neat; it seemed the family's servants were taking good care of her.
She had always been a likable little girl. When Abigail Perry was around, the family was partial to her, and now that Abigail Perry was no longer here, the family's servants showed even more compassion for her.
As if fearing Daisy Ginger's gaze, Emily Ginger cowered behind the housekeeper, peeking with curiosity but also a bit of fear as she looked at her.
"Young Madam, have you had dinner?"
Daisy Ginger shook her head, and the housekeeper immediately called for someone to prepare a meal for her.
