"Yes, Your Highness."
Gan Yuan fell silent for a moment, just about to dismiss them when she heard a commotion outside the door. Then the door was pushed open, and an elderly woman with graying hair and plain clothes walked in, tears streaming down her face as she looked around, her gaze finally landing on her.
The two bodyguards immediately rushed over to stop her.
"Wait!" Gan Yuan stood up, looking at the gray-haired woman, "Are you... Maria?"
"Your Highness!" The woman couldn't help but rush over, crying, to hug Gan Yuan, "Your Highness, I knew you weren't dead."
Holding Gan Yuan, the woman sobbed uncontrollably.
This was the maid who had previously cared for Gan Yuan, who had been a strong and robust woman back then, now in her twilight years.
With nowhere else to go, she had stayed in the Royal Palace all these years, doing odd jobs. The staff at the Presidential Palace pitied her for having no one to rely on and didn't drive her away.
