Chapter 1287 Do Not Dream Of Getting It
“Due to the intensity of yesterday’s competition, many of you did not get enough rest. Take the day off, and we’ll continue the third round of competition tomorrow,” Abraham announced.
Many of the contestants had stayed up all night to treat their patients. They had to be in tip-top condition for the competition, so everyone agreed with Abraham’s suggestion.
After saying their goodbyes to Abraham, the contestants returned to their respective rooms.
Arielle instructed Sasha to escort the elderly lady off before strolling back to her room. Queenie’s gaze riveted on Arielle’s retreating figure, her eyes taking on a menacing glint as Donovan nudged her back to their room.
“Donovan, if things progress as is, Arielle will become the head of the Mill family,” Queenie whispered to Donovan once they were inside the room. Her tone carried a hint of urgency. To Queenie, it did not matter to her who got the title as long as it was not Arielle.
She could not bear to imagine her rival winning that coveted title.
“Well, it is what it is.”
Despite his perfunctory reply, Donovan was all too familiar with the taste of resentment that came with losing to Arielle. Still, there was nothing they could do to change the situation. Arielle’s outstanding abilities were plain to see, and both Abraham and Cornelius valued integrity. It was impossible to sabotage Arielle.
“I still don’t want Arielle to become the head of the Mills family.” Queenie gnashed her teeth at the thought of it. “Before, I convinced myself that if she really becomes the head of the family, I would chalk it up to fate and accept it. However, I can’t get over how she treated you after she found out that you were stalking her. Her behavior was a slap to your face and an insult to me! How can we let someone like her take the Mill family medical manuscripts?”
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