Rose's face darkened.
No matter who it was, their mood wouldn't be good if they were called a third party. She really wanted to retort right there and then, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back.
Although Britney's words were a bit harsh, she was not entirely wrong. Rose knew full well that Brandon had a fiancée, and yet she was still entangled with him in this ambiguous manner. In this case, what was the difference between her behavior and that of a third party?
"I'll go make a cup of coffee for Miss Britney." Rose didn't want to continue the conversation. Without waiting for Britney to say anything, she turned around and left.
Looking at her almost fleeing figure, Britney's face carried a touch of disdain.
How dare she compete with me, looking like that? Hmph!
