CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

"Now you remember I'm your manager? But whenever something happens, you run to the company or Mr. York instead. Go find him. Why come to me now? You treat me like I'm invisible. Now that Mr. York isn't helping you, you turn to me? I'm done being your manager!" The manager had had enough of Miranda's tantrums and arrogance. If it were not for the powerful backers she had, the manager would not have put up with her.

"Hey, wait..."

The manager hung up before Miranda could finish her sentence. With Miranda constantly in the headlines, even ten managers would be overwhelmed.

Fuming at the lack of support, Miranda threw her phone against the wall. "He kicks me while I'm down! What a bastard!"

Her assistant was equally frantic. "Miranda, maybe you should call Mr. York. You're supposed to be getting married, right? He'll definitely help you..."

The assistant, unaware of the recent developments, still believed Miranda and Nash were on good terms and that he would solve her problems.

"If he could help, would I be in this mess?" Miranda snapped.

come through. But deep down, she knew that just because he got her out of jail did not mean he would always come to her rescue. Otherwise,

The doorbell rang.

Miranda, Mrs. York is here to see you again," the helper

told you to send her away every

asked,

always tell her you're busy and not at home,

Sally was her last hope. Sally felt

losing hope of seeing her. But this time, she was ecstatic to

as she entered, carrying a homemade soup. She always brought something whenever she

did not blame Miranda for avoiding her and she felt sorry for her instead. "Why did it take you so long to come home? I've missed you so much. You

the table

reddened, and she said softly, "Sally, I'm sorry. Work has kept me so busy