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The onlookers pretended to mingle, but their eyes kept darting towards the unfolding drama. This was the real–life version of the switched–at–birth soap opera, and who wouldn’t want to witness the spectacle?
“I’ve seen this episode before. In the book I read last night, the fake heiress starts her ‘poor me‘ act right about
now.”
“Books don’t lie. The fake heiress always tries to cling to her foster parents, disparaging the real one with her pathetic antics.”
The two celebrity friends in Showbiz chatted conspiratorially, all while maintaining their glamorous smiles for the nearby photographers.
“Last time we were at an event together, she pulled the same stunt with me.”
“Well, karma’s a real thing, isn’t it?”
Arabella’s words made Miranda’s eyebrows knit together slightly.
“What are you, a green tea bitch?”
Biting her lip, Arabella gazed at Miranda, looking wounded.
Miranda’s voice turned icy. “Have you ever suffered? Slept in a barn? Almost sold off by your foster parents? Ever had your leg broken for the smallest mistake? Or been abandoned by your real family?”
Arabella’s face fell, her eyes betraying her guilt.
“You’ve never been through anything, yet here you are, acting all freaking bitchy,” Miranda cussed out coldly. “Who do you think you are, pulling stunts in front of the one you’ve snatched everything from? Oh, right, your parents who preferred their son than the daughter must have given you that nerve.”
Miranda suddenly recalled something. “You did the plastic surgery, didn’t you? It’s so fake I feel it repulsive.”
Mentioning the plastic surgery was like pressing Arabella’s sore spot; her anger flared, visible even in her eyes. But given the situation, she had to suppress it.
“I was just stating facts. Why are you so harsh? Just because I was the Hawke family’s daughter for twenty years? Is that my fault?” Arabella tried to play the victim card.
Miranda smirked. “And what else?”
She didn’t need to argue with someone like Arabella. She didn’t need logic to prove she was in the right.
Arabella found herself at a loss for words.
“It’s not right. How can you think like that?” she attempted weakly to defend herself.
Miranda laughed as if she’d heard the funniest joke. “Oh, you know what’s right? Then why don’t you leave the Hawke family and go to your real parents? After all, you’ve ganged up and been scheming behind my back, haven’t you?”
Arabella quickly denied, “I didn’t! I would never do that.”
Miranda challenged, “I don’t believe you. Show me your chat logs.”
Arabella fell silent.
Miranda’s lips curled into a smirk at the sight of Arabella’s hardening face. “Or should I ask the police for the evidence of you sending your biological parents to cause trouble at the Lancaster Group headquarters?”
Finally, Arabella was silenced, unable to risk saying more. The flashing cameras and lenses around her discouraged her from making any rash moves.
She had come to this event hoping to win sympathy and clear her name. But the more she engaged with
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Miranda, the deeper she dug her own grave. She couldn’t afford to make further conversation.
Miranda’s cold smile returned. “If you know what’s good for you, keep quiet. Don’t make me slap you.”
The onlookers had only seen Miranda’s fiery temper on live streams, with some even suspecting this was all part of some elaborate script.
