Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Breaking up with my brother, huh? That's gonna be the biggest mistake of your life. Without him, you're nothing!"

Hertha smirked coldly. "Don't get too cocky. Acing the written test doesn't guarantee success. We'll see who has the last laugh."

With that, she straightened her back and strode away.

Roseanne's expression remained unchanged as she calmly watched Hertha leave, then continued to hail a cab.

When Leda heard about the confrontation, she was livid. "Why didn't you give her a piece of your mind? How could you let her walk away without saying anything?!"

"I'm getting more pissed the more I think about it. Is that brat still at Kingswell University? I'm heading over there right now to set her straight on your behalf."

Roseanne chuckled. "Calm down. It was just some harmless taunting, nothing I haven't heard a million times before."

As she spoke, she meticulously cut into her steak, savoring the perfectly cooked, juicy bite that followed. Delicious, as always.

Leda was baffled. "Are you some kind of saint with all this patience?"

Roseanne laughed out loud, then paused to wipe her mouth with a napkin before she spoke. "Ever heard the saying?"

"What saying?"

"The best revenge isn't about landing a slap across their face or outsmarting them with words. It's about="

"Being utterly indifferent to what they value the most; effortlessly achieving what they desperately desire."

All Hertha cared about, besides her family, was her grad school entrance exam.

"This time, I'll pass the oral exam with flying colors. Whether she does is another story."

A person who, even before the exams, thought of leveraging family connections, attempting to bribe and flatter the professors, has already lost.

Leda had an epiphany, then silently gave her a thumbs-up.

"That's my girl!"

Being in the same circle, Leda knew exactly what Hertha was made of.

Under these circumstances, Hertha needed more than just luck to pass.

...

Perhaps Lady Luck did have a favorite, as when the results came out, Roseanne topped both the written and oral exams, securing her spot at Kingswell University. Hertha ranked fourth, barely missing the cut by a single point.

At the Sherwood family mansion-

Crash! Bang! Boom!

The sound of things being violently smashed echoed throughout the house.

After learning her results, Hertha locked herself in her room, throwing everything in sight, even her favorite handbags didn't escape her wrath.

Her screams and howls, mixed with tears and laughter, made her sound unhinged.

The household staff tiptoed around, fearing they'd become her next target.

Murray stepped into the chaos, barely finding a spot to plant his feet, his frustration visible. "Have you thrown enough of a tantrum yet? It's just an exam. There's always next year."

Hertha's eyes were red with fury, her expression twisted as she found a vent for her anger. "I'm already this miserable, and I can't even lose my I temper? The Sherwood family isn't just yours. If you don't like it, you can leave!"

Murray closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Hertha, if you want to act like a madwoman, go ahead. But please, take it outside. You're seriously disturbing everyone else in the house!" This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Faced with his stern, dark gaze, Hertha's senge of injustice exploded. "I'm not going anywhere! Why should I?! If it wasn't for Roseanne, I

would've passed. It's all her faut.net

And yours too. Couldn't you just keep her busy being a housewife? Why did she even need to take those exams? You're to blame as well!"