Miranda raised an eyebrow, skimming through thetest medical journal, and remarked, "Well, you can''t expect to y with fire and not get burned."


    Back when Miranda was first weed back into the Hawke family, the entire n looked down on the Zade family. They had warned Arabe repeatedly not to engage with them in any form.


    They even handed the Zades a lump sum to ensure they stayed away from Arabe and had no further contact.


    But the Zade family was anything but easy to deal with. They were greedy and shameless, the kind who''d cling onto the Hawke family like leeches at the slightest provocation.


    And Arabe, the cherished daughter of the Hawke family, not only stayed in contact with them secretly but also instigated them to cause trouble, even to the point of getting the police involved.


    Miranda could only imagine the expressions on the Hawke family members'' faces - what a show that must have been.


    Arabe had used the same tactics against Miranda, tainting her image so the Hawke family would look down on her.


    To consolidate Arabe''s position in the Hawke family for obtaining more benefits, the Zades, incited by their daughter, spoke ill of Miranda to the Hawkes, which led to Miranda leaving a negative impression on the Hawkes family members.


    Now, Arabe was trying to pull the same stunt again. What a fool.


    The Hawke family, for all their doting on Arabe, were blind to the chaos she was dragging them into. Well, let them follow their precious daughter down to hell.


    Lavinia, lounging on the couch with her head propped on one hand, remarked, "You''re really quite sharp, Mira."


    Miranda''s somber expression lightened, breaking into an entirely different smile. "Thanks, Godmom. You''re pretty sharp yourself."


    With just one sentence, Lavinia couldpletely grasp what Miranda meant.


    Despite all the praise she received from the media for her business prowess, nothing made Lavinia happier than this simplepliment from Miranda. She could tell what was ttery and what was genuine.


    Hence, Lavinia ventured, "Mira, have you ever thought about getting into management or business? William mentioned you might have some business ns?"


    Miranda looked up, sensing there was more to Godmom''s words.


    Lavinia continued, "Well, you see, our


    Lancaster Group has been


    expanding rapidly these past few


    years, and I''m finding it a bit overwhelming. Maybe if you had the time you could lend a hand at thepany?"


    Though Lavinia was being tactful, Miranda understood her intent. She picked up another piece of paper beside her. "Godmom, I''ve got my own career to focus on, so I might not be much help."


    Lavinia took the paper from her hand, nced at it, and frowned.


    "What kind of lousy reality show wants my daughter to personally participate? What kind of cheesy drama wants my daughter to star in it?"


    ...


    Miranda went silent.


    Helping out at the Lancaster Group was out of the question. Despite being Lavinia''s goddaughter, she didn''t want to rely on that title to im anything from the Lancaster family. Even if Godmom offered it to her she would have to refuse.


    Thankfully, her current work provided a convenient excuse to gently decline Godmom''s offer.


    Suddenly, Lavinia''s phone buzzed.


    She opened the family group chat to find the younger members passionately discussing something. The topic was clear enough - they were expressing their admiration for Miranda. Especially Hannah, who had even changed her chat nickname to "Mira''s Number One Fan".