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When Marigold was about to fall down the stairs, everyone was bewildered, not knowing what to do. Her complexion was as pale as paper, her lips devoid of any color, and her entire being resembled a lifeless porcelain doll, on the verge of shattering into fragments in the next moment.

Just in the nick of time, a figure swiftly pushed aside the dumbfounded maids and darted towards Marigold, embracing her tightly. Due to the inertia, their combined weight became unsteady, and they both tumbled down the steep staircase. Nevertheless, he acted as a cushion for Marigold.

"Young... master!"

"Quickly, come help!"

The maids rushed forward and separated the two tightly held individuals. Yes, the one who caught Marigold in his arms was none other than the owner of the house, Evans. He had just finished an audition and entered the lobby when he saw Marigold standing on the stairs, witnessed everything that unfolded.