Chapter 142 Not What I Meant
In the end, Roxanne’s thanks never left her mouth.
Jonathan, too, was stunned. Frowning at Frieda, he reprimanded her, “Frieda, what are you blabbering about?”
With a shrug of her shoulders, Frieda replied in nonchalance, “I’m being serious. Even though someone has broken up with Lucian without saying a word back then, she’s still thick-skinned enough to cling to him now. Doesn’t she already know that Aubree is with Lucian? What’s the difference between her and a third party?”
As she spoke, Frieda threw Roxanne a contemptuous look.
I just can’t stand her, and she’ll never earn my respect even if she cures Grandpa.
Although she didn’t name names, it was clear that she was talking about Roxanne.As a gloomy expression gradually descended upon Roxanne’s face, she said coldly, “Ms. Queen, instead of making snide comments, you had better learn some proper manners yourself before going around patronizing others.”
With a drastic change in her expression, Frieda shot Roxanne a glare. “How dare you accuse me of being ill-mannered!”
Roxanne met her gaze with an emotionless face. “What has my affairs with Lucian got anything to do with you? This is my personal matter, and you have no right to interfere. As a lady of a prominent family, don’t you think it’s unbecoming of you to stick your nose in the business of others?”
Roxanne’s admonishment rendered Frieda speechless.
She was worried about being labeled as uncultured if she continued the argument.
Recovering her gaze, Roxanne warned, “To me, you’re nothing but a stranger. At most, you’re just a family member of my patient. Hence, you better not question me about my personal affairs!”
With that, Roxanne bade goodbye to Jonathan and left before Frieda could react.
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