So, there was nothing to do but to give Leda the death stare.


    If looks could kill, she''d be Swiss cheese by now.


    "Ms. Reynolds, you might... have the wrong idea about me." Millie looked up, her eyes wide and pleading.


    Too bad Leda wasn''t buying it. "Wrong idea? You think you have any dignity? Know what shame is?"Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.


    Beverley snapped, "Leda, don''t push it! I''m still your elder, after all."


    "Oh, ying the age card when you''re losing the argument, huh? Sadly, I''m not one to be bullied. Want to see how far I can really go?"


    Beverley was speechless.


    "Enough, Leda. There''s no point in arguing with them," Roseanne interjected, tired of the pointless bickering. Winning the argument wouldn''t change a thing.


    Her calm tone and cool gaze were like a fuse, instantly setting Beverley off.


    "Feeling inferior, are you?" she scoffed. "After being with our Murray for years with nothing to show for it, and Millie gets pregnant just like that?"


    "A barren hen can only fool a young and naive Murray. Thinking I''d let you into the Sherwood family? Dream on!"


    Beverley was clearly triggered because Roseanne had ignored herpletely from the start. This disregard felt like a personal offense.


    Before, it was always Beverley who treated Roseanne as if she were invisible, and Roseanne had no choice but to endure it. Now, the roles were reversed, and the power was in Roseanne''s hands. How could Beverley stand for this?


    It was like a dog that used to grovel at her feet suddenly jumped on the dining table, barking and even biting her.


    Roseanne just smiled. "Sorry, but


    not interested in those dreams. Whoever wants to enter the


    Sherwood family or have Muel.nes


    none of my business."


    Beverley turned green with rage.


    it''s


    Then, Millie suddenly grabbed her hand with such force that Roseanne couldn''t pull away immediately.


    "I really appreciate your well wishes, Roseanne. Me, Murray, and our baby, we''re going to be just fine," Millie said earnestly.


    "Good luck," Roseanne replied with an unchanged smile.


    "Thank you."


    Leda rolled her eyes, pulling


    Roseanne away. "She thinks she''s in


    a soap opera or what? All this.


    drama... She could y then


    her own


    lead in


    saga. Too bad she''s not in


    Hollywood!"


    "And Murray, what''s wrong with his taste? Gourmet in front, yet he goes for fast food? Doesn''t he worry about indigestion?" Roseanne sighed.


    "And Murray''s mom, acting like the Sherwood family has a throne to inherit. It''s been centuries since any monarchy mattered here! Does she really think the Sherwood family is some paradise everyone''s dying to enter? Even if it was, with her there, ita turn into andfill!"


    "And that bit about a ''barren hen''... Has she been binge-watching too many viinous mother-inw dramas?"


    Leda didn''t hold back, her voice dripping with sarcasm, loud enough for certain ears.


    Predictably-


    Millie looked mortified.


    Beverley''s face twisted with anger. "The nerve! Bitch!"


    Passersby gave her strange looks, wondering if she had just stepped out of a drama.