Landon left, taking the still angry wet nurse with him.

Flora breathed a sigh of relief.

The problem was that they were gone, but the young noble ladies were still there, so she would still have to face a very awkward situation.

After a strange silence, the Countess's daughter covered her mouth and laughed lightly.

"Oh dear, I thought today was just an ordinary gathering. I didn't expect something like this to happen... Your Highness the Saintess, are you feeling okay now?"

Of course she felt terrible!

But Flora was the type to cling to her pride even in suffering, and was very stubborn: "Not bad, I guess. I used to give him too much face, now I should finally be able to get rid of him."

She had to be stubborn now, otherwise wouldn't she have offended Landon for nothing just now?

Another aristocratic young lady spoke sarcastically: "Anyway, the Duke must be obedient this time. When you told him to leave, he left immediately without any hesitation."

"Yes, yes," Flora supported her momentum forcibly, but due to embarrassment, her eyes were already slightly red. However, she was in front of others, so she endured it.

"Because I used to say it a bit more euphemistically, but this time he finally understood," she said.

Among aristocrats, subtlety and decency are highly valued, and it is rare for them to tear their faces apart directly unless it is a matter of life and death. Everyone took the hint and didn't press Flora too hard, as she was, after all, the Saintess.

However, someone still couldn't help but poke her: "Since you don't like the things he sent, is it time for you to return them now?"

Wouldn't the Saintess really have the nerve to keep the gifts without keeping the giver?

Flora seemed to hear such an unspoken message.

She quietly clenched her fists under the table, forcing a smile on her pretty face: "Of course, I will definitely return them! I don't need his stuff anyway!"

That being said, after sending away those aristocratic young ladies, Flora returned to her room to look around, but found it very difficult to do so.

The sofa she was sitting on was a gift from Landon after she complained about the hard wooden chairs and stone benches provided by the temple. The sofa cover seemed to be made of some precious magical beast skin that was warm in winter and cool in summer, automatically conforming to the human body, making it extremely comfortable.Then, everything he did not only adorned her attire but also adorned the tea party with her sisters.

...How wonderful it would be if this could continue...

Flora bit her lip, rummaged through the drawer, and found that the only jewelry that really belonged to her were probably just two or three pieces, which seemed a bit shabby compared to what Landon had given her.

Even the headband she was wearing was custom-made and woven by Landon, who found the most famous tailor in the imperial capital, who only worked for the upper-class nobility. The highest quality materials were used, even incorporating gold threads that were fused with gold, creating a unique and unparalleled pattern that was incredibly luxurious.

Just because she said that some hair ornaments were too heavy, but ordinary headbands were easily ridiculed...

"Your Highness the Saintess, the tea is ready..."

A maid who knew that she was in a bad mood, tremblingly held a tray by her side.

Flora's gaze shifted and saw the teacup.

This teacup was a whole set with the main body and saucer made of crystal, and gold filigree inlaid on the outside, allowing the color of the tea to be seen directly from the outside. It was gorgeous and delicate, very popular among young girls... Landon had given her three whole sets of such teacups, and even the cups used in today's tea party were actually sent by Landon.

Because Landon accidentally broke the temple's teacup and said he would compensate her for it.

Now, there was a Madeleine cake that she liked on the saucer next to the teacup.

Seeing Flora staring at the cake, the maid whispered, "This was sent by the Duke today...”

Flora suddenly felt a heaviness in her chest.

In terms of clothing, food, and housing, other than transportation where she used the temple's carriage, Landon had taken care of everything.

If she returned all these things to Landon...she would have nothing left!

Flora stared at the teacup for a full five seconds before suddenly asking, "Where's Anna?"

Don't think she forgot about this; Anna definitely did it on purpose today. If it weren't for Anna bringing people over at the wrong time, she wouldn't have had to face such troubles!

The maid carefully answered, "Anna took leave to go home and won't be back until next month..."

With a "snap," Flora angrily waved her hand and knocked over the tray. The teacup, saucer, and everything else on it shattered, and the cute little cake rolled around on the ground until it was kicked away by Flora.

The maid quickly dodged and looked at the broken pieces with pity, unable to help but complain, "Your Highness, nobody will buy you new ones if you break them now.”

Flora turned sharply to look at her, with a glint of tears in her pink eyes, but she gritted her teeth and said fiercely.

"Who wants someone to buy me new ones? Not only will I not accept them, but I will also return all these! You get someone to go to the Stuart Duke's house now and have Landon find someone to move everything out!”

The maid opened her mouth wide: "Ah? The bed too?"

"Yes, everything! Let Landon arrange for someone to move it!"

Imagining her soon-to-be-empty room, Flora became more and more aggrieved and angrily cursed in her heart.

With so many things, it was clear that she was really angry. If Landon dared to go through the trouble of finding someone to move everything out and let her sleep on the floor mercilessly!

By then, she would take it as having seen through a scumbag! Consider all those things as tuition fees!