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?"

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

"Oh, playing 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!"

clearly triggered because Roseanne had ignored her completely from

no choice but to endure it. Now, the roles were reversed, and the power was in Roseanne's hands. How could Beverley

to grovel at her feet suddenly jumped on the dining table, barking and even biting

smiled. "Sorry,

dreams. Whoever wants to enter

family or have

none of my business."

green with

it's

such force that Roseanne

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

Roseanne replied with an

"Thank you."

her eyes,

away. "She thinks she's

or what? All

could

her own

lead in

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