Leda rolled her eyes, cursing, "Bitch."

"You shouldn't have stopped me earlier," she huffed, barely flexing her muscles. "If it really came down to it, that old witch wouldn't stand a chance."

Roseanne, recalling Millie's sour expression upon leaving, couldn't help but snort with laughter, quickly trying to pacify her friend, "Come on, don't be mad. It's not worth it." "They're just two nobodies. It's not worth getting worked up over."

Leda nodded in agreement, "Exactly! But if there's a next time, I'm definitely not holding back."

Anne was always the more laid-back one, but if it came down to it, she'd step in; she could throw a punch.

"Got it-" Roseanne chuckled, "You've had a rough day. My treat, what do you feel like eating?"

Leda slung an arm around her shoulder, "That's what I've been waiting to hear! Come on, let's go indulge in some good food and spicy treats."

"Wait, shouldn't I be the one saying that?"

"As long as the message gets across, it doesn't matter who says it."

***

In the car.

the report, remembering the doctor's words about Millie's pregnancy being promising, and she

was her first time meeting

Murray, he never talked about his family. She only knew that he came from a well-off

tried every possible way to contact him, but to

stance had

number, called

quite pleased with

Millie took a deep breath and took

she looked very well-behaved: "Beverley, it's our first meeting, and this is a small gift from me. It's not much, but it's filled with my sincerest

"Did you prepare this yourself? That's

gift box was

was handmade

mediocre

you knit

did. Do you

found it hard to say

forced a

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