Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 569

Sybil couldn't help but feel intimidated by Mamie's presence, her gaze now laced with a hint of fear. With her robust build, Mamie surely packed a punch. How much would it hurt to be hit by her?

In a brisk move, she nudged Slater forward, chiding, "Hiding behind a girl, really? How brave of you!"

Slater was left speechless.

Hertha stood by, arms crossed, cutting through the tension, "Enough, remember why we came here today. Let's get down to business."

Then, turning to Roseanne, she reached out her hand, "Let's make this quick, hand over the lab keys. Holding onto them won't do you any good."

Roseanne responded with a slight smile, "Sorry, but I really can't give you the keys."

Hertha's brows furrowed in annoyance, "You seem to be misunderstanding the situation. It's not about whether you want to or not, you have to give them up! According to the lab renovation policies, a lab under renovation is not to be used, and students shouldn't have the keys. They must be kept by a supervisor or returned to the administration office."

Roseanne retorted, "You seem well-versed in the rules and regulations."

With a scoff and a slight lift of her chin, Hertha pressed, "Since you're aware it's the regulation, be sensible and hand them over."

do intend to hand them over, but why to you? Who are you to me? My supervisor, or an administration officer?" Hertha

her to the office, subtly insisting

Hertha didn't see the

special about an

inside this seemingly unremarkable lab was a

required skilled technicians to install or dismantle, making it impossible for Roseanne and her team to remove. After all, who wouldn't want a piece

"Some people are just greedy, like leeches, always thinking about how to suck blood from others. They're not satisfied with what's in their bowl, always eyeing

felt a sting from

Truth be told...

exactly agree with Edna's

lady of significant wealth, what couldn't

it was second-hand goods, was it really

had to follow

cut to the chase, "I'm here for the keys,

you're too late," Roseanne casually replied, "I've already followed the

handed the keys over

course, this "supervisor" wasn't Madeleine. The dear old

days, she was off again to the U.S. for a joint academic exchange at Kingswell