Chapter 438 Is This My Mother-in-Law's Diary?

Today was Saturday, and the kindergarten had organized a parent-child activity for parents to participate in. Nora wanted her dad and Miranda to come with her, but Miranda said she had a client meeting at work this morning. The little girl couldn't do anything about it and followed Lachlan with a disappointed expression.

Lachlan, as a father, secretly chuckled to himself, thinking that this little girl was even more attached to Miranda than he was. However, what Lachlan and Nora didn't know was that after Miranda went to the company in the morning, she immediately returned to Emerald Green Estates.

At this moment, Miranda stood outside Lachlan's room with her stunning face slightly blushing. She looked absolutely gorgeous but unfortunately no one could appreciate it now. The goddess CEO seemed sneaky like a thief...

"Is this really okay?"

"Miranda, where is your pride?"

Miranda stood outside the door muttering something indecisively.

"Forget it! If I don't find out myself, I'll go crazy!"

"Lachlan! You bastard won't explain anything right? Won't tell me anything right? Then I'll find out on my own!"

this villa, and

and shy. This wasn't her

study, and living area. Miranda was familiar with the layout. After calming herself, she

expression changing constantly. In her hand was a yellowed

muttered to herself, "Is it unethical to read

self-deprecatingly. What did ethics matter? She was behaving like a thief today. Thinking this, she pursed her lips and opened the diary. Seeing the delicate handwriting and the signature, a strange expression crossed the goddess CEO's

asked Lachlan about

At that time, Miranda had looked forward to walking down the aisle in a wedding dress with

she had inquired about Lachlan's origins and her "in-laws". She knew that Lachlan's parents had disappeared when he was 18, and she

know, and Miranda hadn't pressed further. Now, as she

could learn more about that man from this diary? Perhaps it held everything she wanted to know? Suppressing any guilt about reading

what seemed like an eternity as she turned to the last page, her expression froze. There, in

do you... think of me? Do you believe that all of this has nothing to do with me? Do you think I'm not

reason behind

tears flowed uncontrollably. After reading the diary, the gentle and composed woman

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