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The inherent aura of a young lady from a well-to-do family. Such nobility was unattainable by others. She envied them, those born as winners. Even though she had a pretty face, she could only work as a hostess in a nightclub.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Miranda's lips curved slightly as she asked, neither cold nor indifferent, "What are you here for?"

"Save me, the police are after me," Linda said, still filled with fear. Terrified at the sound of police sirens, she knew only Miranda could save her.

"Ruby, step out first. I need to talk to her alone," Miranda instructed her assistant.

"Okay," the assistant replied and left the room. Now, it was just the two of them and a pile of dress samples. There was also a balcony nearby.

Linda sat on a chair by the balcony, with a coffee table beside her, holding a cup of warm tea to warm her hands, speaking anxiously, "I have nowhere to turn now. The police will definitely catch me. I don't wan to go to jail. I don't want..."

calm, sipping her tea lightly. "What did

voice trembled, unable to shake off the guilt in her

can't go to jail. I'm afraid he'll confess and expose me. He's seen my face. I've harmed Nina so many times. What if they expose me? I can't let him do that. So, I tampered with the car. Bang, the car exploded. He died. With his death, there's no evidence against me. But why

were somewhat agitated, her speech wavering, completely immersed

didn't disappoint; Linda did manage to stir up some trouble for Nina. But

expect me to save you? What nonsense are you talking? How could I possibly shelter you?" Miranda said innocently. "I didn't expect you to

provide her with an escape route. But it seemed she was mistaken. Miranda was now distancing

you who told me how terrible Nina was? You told me, and that's why I went to harm her. It's because of you that I hurt someone. I thought we had a common