The patient’s family member handed over an old and dirty-looking thermos that only god knew how long they’d used it for. “Here, you can have this.”
Tiffany, disgusted, didn’t accept it. “Since you have your own thermos, couldn’t you go refill it yourself? Are you that stupid?”
When the other family members of the patient heard the insult, all of them stood up fiercely. “Who are you calling stupid?! It’s just a thermos. So What if we broke it? We’ll just replace it for you. Do you have to keep harping on it?!”
Having lived the life of a rich wife for her entire life, Lillian Lane had never encountered people like them. She quickly walked up and pushed Tiffany behind her. “It’s okay, Tiffie. Just go and buy a new one. Don’t make so much noise and disturb your father’s rest.”
Tiffany shot a glare at the other family, then stormed off and slammed the door behind her. She looked like she had the words ‘fuck off’ written all over her face right now. Whoever got in her way would be an unlucky one.
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