Even though you're Maxwell's assistant and follower, he didn't like you. You were clever very often, correcting your master verbally. And this case became a point. Maxwell has never been so mad at you before.

— Get some beets. - he said, without breaking away from his business.

— That's right, "beetroot". - you corrected him, taking the tools in your hands.

— ... - he just froze.

—Emphasis, sir. - you clarified, as if nothing had happened.

He slammed his fist on the table.

— I'm going to kill you now!

The man got very angry and turned to you with a very angry expression on his face. He was very annoyed by your incompetence.