Chapter 3
Everyone’s attention snapped to the doorway.
The girl standing there couldn’t have been more than twenty. She wore a baseball cap, a simple t–shirt, and straight–leg jeans. She looked fresh and casual, but to the Lancaster family, she seemed somewhat shabby.-
“Who is she? How did she get in here?” Jonas sprang to his feet, questioning,
Lavinia, however, was practically vibrating with excitement. “Miranda! It’s you! You’re back!”
Miranda glanced at Lavinia, a slight smile tugging at her lips. “To be precise, I’m out.”
Seeing Lavinia so enthused left everyone else in the room bewildered. Lavinia, known for her composure, was visibly shaken by this girl’s appearance. Who was she, exactly?
The Lancaster family exchanged puzzled looks.
“Lavinia, do you know her?” Susan asked suspiciously. “Is she your daughter from somewhere?”
Lavinia regained her composure and smiled at Miranda. “She is the one who can save Mom.”
At this, the Lancaster family erupted.
“Are you kidding?”
“Her? A kid can save mom?”
“Have you been deceived? Mom’s illness can’t even be cured by the world’s top experts, and you think she can?” “Ha! This is who you say can save Mom? Lavinia, do you think this is a funny joke?”
From the elders to the younger ones, everyone in the Lancaster family questioned, even mocking Lavinia’s sanity.
Lavinia’s expression turned serious. “I asked Miranda here to treat Mom. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take full responsibility.”
Miranda ignored the rest of the Lancaster family and directly asked Lavinia, “Did you bring what I need?” Lavinia nodded. “I always have it with me, especially today.”
After that, she signaled to her secretary, who promptly retrieved a mahogany box from an elegant bag. Miranda took the box and opened it, revealing nine slender silver needles no thicker than strands of hair. Satisfied, Miranda asked as she took the needles, “Where’s the patient?”
“Are you really letting her treat Mom? Are you out of your mind?” Jonas stepped forward to block her.
Miranda glanced at him. “I said I can do it.”
The Lancaster family was about to protest further when another voice interrupted. “You seemed confident. What if you can’t?”
The voice was smooth and nonchalant, even before its owner appeared, exuding a sort of carefree arrogance. As he stepped into the room, his tall, athletic build and sharp suit exuded a distinctly masculine charisma.
The newcomer, likely in his early twenties, wore a perfectly tailored designer suit. His features were strikingly handsome, almost too perfectly arranged. A single earring, metallic and bold, adorned his left ear, adding to his rebellious flair.
Behind him, a dozen bodyguards stood in respectful formation, their presence a clear warning to keep away.
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Chapter 3
Miranda raised an eyebrow slightly.
That physique… impressive. And paired with that face.
Wow.
His arrival made the Lancaster family’s demeanor shift instantly. Some even looked a bit obsequious, while a few of the younger ones shrank back slightly.
“Aunt Lavinia,” he greeted Lavinia with a tug of his lips.
“What brings you here?” Lavinia was pleasantly surprised.
Elian Ashcroft didn’t answer her, instead focusing on Miranda with a cool, appraising look. “Miss, you haven’t answered my question.”
Miranda moved her lips. “If I fail, I call you dad. If I succeed, you call me that. Deal?”
Chapter 4
