Miranda deliberately left sentences hanging, a trick that was enough to set the Hawke family on edge, especially Arabe, whose eyes were filled with guilt and fear. Even though Dorian and the others were confident that the past was buried without a trace, and they could also dismiss Miranda''s words for having no substantial proof, they still felt a twinge of guild; beneath the surface, there was more than just apprehension at y.


    Dorian narrowed his eyes, focusing intently on the live stream that was ying out. The director, as if sensing something, quickly cut the broadcast. The abrupt end only fueled the frenzy online, where viewers erupted with questions and spections.


    "???"


    "What just happened? What happened to the live broadcast?"


    "Is it over? What does Miranda mean by that? What happened two years ago. Finish the story!"


    "This can''t be scripted. They wouldn''t cut the stream if it was."


    "Wait a minute! The drama didn''t finish? Did Miranda just imply Arabe is adopted? Really?! Someone get me the rest of the story! I''m in super confusion here."


    "Insiders have mentioned before that Miranda imed more that once that Arabe isn''t a real Hawke. Could it be true?"


    "So Miranda is the real daughter, and Arabe''s been an impostor? What''s she been unting then? Does she feel so proud of snatching someone else''s parents and brothers?"


    "If that''s true, Arabe''s beyond repulsive. Who mocks someone else for being adopted when they''re the impostor? What a two-faced wretch."


    "No wonder Miranda and Arabe always fight; there''s deep-rooted drama here! What was she thinking showing off the brothers that aren''t even hers? Is Arabe acting like she''s the protagonist in some soap opera?"


    "Arabe even got stic surgery to look like Miranda. It''s all adding up now, she wants topletely rece her!"


    "Poor Miranda, having to deal with such parents and brothers."


    "I''m feeling so distressed for Miranda, Arabe should have had that kind of life with the Zade family instead of Miranda."


    The inte was aze, with "Real Miranda Fake Arabe" trending faster and in few seconds, topped the list. Meanwhile, Arabe, seemingly losing her grip, lunged at Miranda.


    "Shut your mouth! You''re just babbling!"


    Eyes blood-red,she stretched and tried to strike Miranda, only to be intercepted by Sebastian. Sebastian''s frosty gaze froze her in ce, and Arabe, desperate, turned to him in tears. "She''s ndering me."


    But the moment she finished, Miranda delivered a sharp p on her face. Whether Sebastian let go intentionally or not, Arabended on the floor with a thud.


    Frowning, Miranda shook her hand. "You just can''t resist walking into trouble, can you?"


    Covering her face, Arabe red at Miranda, her eyes burning with hatred as if she wished she could tear her apart. The onlookers, even celebrities, were too stunned to intervene, though their curiosity kept them glued to the scene.


    The director, realizing the gravity of


    the situation, quickly dispersed the


    crowd. He understood this was probably a family matter that needed privacy, as both the


    vel


    Lancaster and Hawke families could cause trouble for him if the scene


    was broadcast live.


    Escting things up was thest thing he wanted, for fear that he might lose his job otherwise. It was better to leave their personal matter handled by themselves.


    The room was cleared rapidly, leaving Sebastian, Miranda, Lysander and Arabe in the studio, while Arabe noticed the onlookers were less, anger and resentment in her eyes palpable, no longer masked by any pretense.


    "Even if you''re the real Hawke daughter, so what? Will they recognize you?" Arabe addressed venomously, "Compared with me, you are nothing to them, and others won''t believe I''m an impostor!"


    She shifted her tone, perhaps trying to manipte the remaining audience of Lysander and


    Sebastian. "Mom, Dad, and the boys love me. You''re jealous and using the despicable scheme against me won''t change that! It would only make them hate you more!"


    It was as if she was using Miranda set her up out of thetter''s jealousy. Miranda cocked her head.


    "What''re you bbering about? Why would I want the love of a bunch of jerks?"


    Lysander seemed momentarily lost, snapping back to reality at Miranda''s words. He looked between Arabe and Miranda.


    "Enough!" Lysander shouted. "What are you trying to do?"


    Even though he was starting to


    question Arabe''s story, Lysander feltpelled to defend her. Arabe seized the moment, ying the victim once more. "Lysander, it''s my fault. She hates me, so she took it out on you and the family