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Linda saw her gaze, completely different from the warmth when they first met. Her face changed drastically. "You're using me!

"You deliberately said those things to me, deliberately made me do it, and then you washed your hands of it. The wicked one is you," Linda accused.

Miranda deliberately befriended her, bought baby clothes for her, and then said those things to her to make her eliminate her troubles. Miranda wasn't really kind to her. She was pushing her into the abyss. If she got rid of Nina, and she went to jail, Miranda would be worry-free.

"You're such a good actress!" Linda exclaimed in agitation. "You pretended to like me so much, pretended to be good to me, pretended to be kind, pretended to be generous."

Miranda calmly sipped her tea, these words of accusation were just praise to her.

"Now you still want to harm my child," Linda said, clutching her stomach, shaking her head. "You can't tolerate my child with Nash. You're such a wicked woman!"

She looked around. "No, I can't stay here. You won't save me at all!" She wanted to escape, but she heard the sound of police cars outside. Panic-stricken, she turned back to Miranda. "How did the police come here? How did they find us?"

"Of course, they were called because you said you committed a crime, right? Naturally, the police

woman, you ruined me, you wicked woman!" Filled with hatred, she grabbed Miranda's neck. "You want me to be the

me!" But no one came in. Miranda had already

sanity. Seeing a fruit knife on the coffee table, she picked

terror, trembling as

eyes were bloodshot, completely unaware that she

the balcony by Linda, crying desperately, "Help, help!