Chapter 619

Roseanne kept her silence.

The lab's renovation was a fact, as was its lack of output.

There was nothing left to argue about.

She settled back into her seat, just as Hertha Sherwood slid into the spot next to her.

She couldn't help but let out a light laugh, "Roseanne, so you've hit a rough patch too."

"Life's full of ups and downs, who doesn't have their bad days? But as the saying goes, the wheel of fortune turns; my today might just be your tomorrow."

"Tough words!"

Roseanne stared straight ahead, her expression unbothered.

Seeing her composed demeanor only irked Hertha more: "You think you can outsmart Ms. Edna? Maybe Madeleine could have in her younger days, but she's past her prime now. Too old to compete, let alone win. You being her protégé, all alone, you're just setting yourself up to be bullied."

"I remember how we both desperately wanted to be Madeleine's grad student. You won, I lost. But who would've thought it'd come to this?"

really losing. Bet you didn't see this coming,

good did acing the

being top-notch

on your own dime, and yet, here

up, you've been going downhill. Thought acing the exams would turn the tables? Make my brother regret letting you go? Make my mom rue the day she overlooked you as a daughter-in-law? Dream on!" Roseanne laughed, her eyes twinkling with amusement, an evident joy

saying... it sounds like acing the exams did indeed turn the tables, my brother did indeed take another look at me, and your mom does regret letting me

"But unfortunately," Roseanne's

faded, pursued

to

As for what your brother and your mom think or how they feel, it's irrelevant

how much your brother admires me now, or how

ungrateful!" Hertha

"Oh."

"Hopeless! Shameless!"

is impotent,

"?!?"

their exchange,

nature of their conversation.

Hertha and Sybil always have it

are just strange; if they can't succeed, they can't stand to see anyone else do well. Ends up, they lack both

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