My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins novel Chapter 961

In the last two days, Phoebe had been used to seeing others scolding her condescendingly.

If it were before, she would have retorted.

But now…

Phoebe gritted her teeth, saying unhappily, "Get out of the way. Having to deal with important matters, I have no time to bother with you."

As Phoebe was about to go around from the side, Helena immediately took two steps to the side and stopped her again.

Looking hostile, she spoke even more meanly and loudly, "Didn't you hear what I said? People like you don't deserve to stay in the Fraser family, let alone be qualified to hang around in front of Stanford. If you are sensible, get out of my sight right now."

Hearing her words, Phoebe, who had been patient, was on the verge of breaking down at this moment.

She looked at Helena coolly and curled up the corner of her mouth, revealing a mocking sneer and saying, "Miss Fraser, you think too highly of yourself. On what grounds can you evict me? If I remember it correctly, you are from the side branch of the Fraser family, right? I'm a guest invited by Stanford. The host hasn't said anything yet. Why are you nagging here?"

Unexpectedly, Helena was startled by Phoebe's sharp sarcasm abruptly. Looking gloomy, she couldn't utter a word.

In the Fraser family, everyone spoke to her gently. And no one had dared provoke her so sarcastically right in front of her.

And she found Phoebe's words harsh and intolerable. As her cheeks were burning, she felt that someone had slapped her in her face after she poked her nose in others' business.

"Miss Jenkins, how can you talk like that?"

Braylee stood in front of Helena and seemed to back her up, saying righteously, "Helena is from the Fraser family anyway. You are only a guest. How can a guest bully the host? This is just impolite."

Phoebe couldn't help but want to laugh.

Helena had scolded her right in front of her, which Braylee didn't consider inappropriate. And she had done nothing but refute with a few words. How come she hadn't been impolite?

Phoebe knew well in her heart that whatever she did, Braylee would treat her and Helena differently without sticking to her principles.

She said sarcastically, "Did I ridicule and bully her? Mr. Johnston, mind your words and be observant. I will only be polite to those who treat me politely. Miss Fraser is so rude, making me treat her so, which can't be more justifiable. Or do I have to be polite to a fly buzzing at me? Could it be that I have to giggle after being bitten?"

"How dare you call me a fly?"

Helena instantly flew into a rage intending to hit Phoebe fiercely.

Phoebe sneered mockingly, "Are you so anxious that you admit that you are as impolite as a dog?"

"You… you…you… I will kill you!"

Helena's eyes were red with anger. As she was about to lunge towards Phoebe, Braylee hurriedly grabbed her.

"Helena, calm down. Don't be angered by her. She's doing it on purpose. If you hurt her, she can pretend to be pitiful and complain to Stanford."

Phoebe raised her eyebrows. She never had such an intention. And Braylee had unfairly speculated on her motive with her despicable mind.

Sure enough, facing matters related to Stanford, Braylee was so imaginative.

Only then did Helena stop moving forward, glaring at Phoebe with her eyes filled with rage.

Moreover, she looked somewhat resentful.

She scolded, "Phoebe Jenkins, you, a walking disaster, have caused a lot of trouble to Stanford. How come you are so cheeky as to keep hounding Stanford?"

Hearing that she was addressed as a walking disaster, Phoebe was stung.

Her face changed. And she instantly looked gloomy.