Meanwhile, in the living room of the Queen residence, Jonathan scowled when he saw his sister return in a drunken state, reeking of alcohol. He berated, “What on earth are you doing, Frieda? I've given you the authority to manage all the companies supplying medicinal herbs as you asked. Yet, I'm hearing people telling me you never even stepped foot into the company. You're just constantly drunk. Ugh. It looks like I was wrong about you!”
His tone was laced with disappointment, frustration, and anger.
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