Grace shook her head. "No, you don't."
She'd be even more exhausted if Heinz drank the tonic soup.
Heinz snorted. "What a meddlesome butler! I'll fire him if he does this again."
Grace looked at him, and took a sip of her soup. She said, "You don't need a tonic soup. I guess I'm the one who needs my nutritions."
She'd felt as if her waist was going to break just now. She should drink some soup to strengthen her body, and it could enhance her beauty as well.
Heinz took a meaningful glance at her, "You really need more of that. It would then be easier for me if you had more stamina."
Upon hearing this, she blushed all the way to her ears. She lowered her head and continued to drink the soup.
"It seems that you're not quite the annoying master to your servants, judging by the way you interacted with the butler."
Heinz was consumed by anger after hearing her words. He asked, "Am I such a person?"