"Ugh, it''s so disgusting, staring at the siblings like that, the envy, jealousy, and hatred in those eyes are almost spilling out. How can someone be so gross?"


    Every word pierced right through Miranda''s ears.


    She wanted to tell them that she was the real Hawke family heiress, that Dorian was actually her brother. But she didn''t dare.


    She didn''t dare say or do anything. Thinking about the things they''d say to her made her m up entirely. She knew if she spoke up, they wouldn''t let her off the hook. Growing up with the Zade family, Miranda had long be ustomed to being timid and scared.


    So she was forced to endure everyone''s malice. Even her own biological parents and brothers were malicious towards her, so how could she expect anything different from others?


    Miranda wiped the corners of her eyes as the lingering sadness washed over her.


    "What''s there to cry about? I did what you couldn''t. You see, it''s not that bad. Rather than consuming yourself inwardly, why not punish others?" Miranda chuckled. "Don''t you agree?"


    The original Miranda had long vanished; what remained were just the emotions imprinted in her body and mind from past memories.


    Emotions linger in the body through muscle memory and conscious recall. Even though this body now belonged to the present Miranda, certain memories still triggered familiar feelings.


    "Sunny." she muttered the name quietly.


    Judging by the aura of illness around Wendy, it seemed she was quite unwell.


    And Arabe seemed to be hiding a lot of things. It looked like she needed to take some time to dig around at the school.


    After all, most of the students who attended the same school as Arabe were now in the same elite university with her.


    The Everhart Group.


    "Mr. Everhart, do we need to address the online buzztely?"


    Sebastian nced at the financial reports in his hand. "What buzz?"


    His subordinate cast a quick nce at Sebastian. "Some rumors about you. And should we handle the shipping fans'' interest in you and Ms. Lancaster, or maybe issue a statement?"


    Sebastian adjusted his sses. "Handle the rumors unrted to Miranda, leave the rest."


    The subordinate hesitated for a moment. "There aren''t any rumors unrted to Ms. Lancaster. They''re all about you and her."


    Sebastian finally looked up. "Then why are you asking?"


    The subordinate replied, "Actually, it might not need handling. Some PRpany seems to have already toned down the buzz about you and Ms. Lancaster. It''s barely seen now."


    He wanted to ask if they should


    issue a special statement to clear up any connections with Ms. Lancaster. But surprisingly, the boss seemedpletely unconcerned. This was a first.


    In the past, whether it was a top-tier actress or a wealthy heiress, anyone trying totch onto the boss or stir up drama found out quickly that he''d distance himself faster than anyone.


    Rumors spun in the morning had statements clearing them up by noon. Anyone bold enough to make a move would receive a warning from the Everhart Group.


    For those daring totch onto the boss, or eyeing the position of Everhart Group''s CEO''s wife, found themselves in hot water.


    This time, the boss was just letting it ride and seemed happy about it? Could the online rumors be true?


    Jasper, lounging on the couch and fiddling with his phone, was eavesdropping intently. His face was covered with scar removal stickers, a reminder of him being punched by Elianst time.


    "Who''s been suppressing it?" Sebastian finally raised his head slightly. A sharp glint shed in his eyes beneath his sses.