Looking at Fifteen on the bed, he raised his hand to support Ivana Bennett's arm and led her out of the room.
Two maids quickly arrived at the room, Phoebe picked up Fifteen, and they changed the soiled linens, laying clean sheets.
After settling Fifteen back onto the pillow, Phoebe's gaze fell on her sweat-covered forehead.
"Bring a towel here."
The maid instantly ran into the restroom, and moments later, brought a wrung hot towel and handed it to him.
Taking the towel, Phoebe gently brushed aside Fifteen's sweat-dampened messy hair and tenderly wiped the sweat off her face and neck.
Knock, knock, knock!
The door was knocked on, a maid went over to open it, and Ivana Bennett entered carrying two sets of clothes.
"I brought two sets of clothes for Fifteen, please help her change."
"Yes, madam."
The maid immediately accepted the task.
Turning sideways, Ivana Bennett glanced at Phoebe sitting next to Fifteen's bed, and then walked over.
