DreameNovelChapter 14 "Miranda, you've got to understand your mom and dad here, this isn't the reason of you being a degenerate," Alden said, his voice still carrying a hint of authority despite his simmering down. "And you and Bella, you're practically sisters. You should step up in situations like these. We've promised to make it up to you once this is over. Why do you have to be so rebellious?" Miranda countered, "Do you even hear yourselves?" With that, she hung up the phone, not bothering to wait for an answer. She swiftly set her phone to block unknown numbers.
"Unbelievable." The rain wouldn't last forever, but the stubbornness of the Hawke family seemed endless. They were banking on her lack of evidence since they'd cleaned up everything neatly back then. They went to great lengths for Arabella, that was for sure.
But Miranda wasn't just out to see them face justice. She was determined to reclaim what was rightfully hers.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOver at the Hawke's, Grace was fuming after Miranda's abrupt hang-up and the realization they'd been blocked. "I told you, Alden, daughters raised in that kind of family can't be any good. Thank goodness we had her take the fall for Bella, otherwise, how could Bella face society with that kind of blemish?" "I'm worried she'll start blabbing. And to think she went and found herself a sugar daddy! If it gets out that she's our daughter, where will we stand?" Alden was equally furious.
Initially, they were thrilled to find their biological daughter. But Arabella, with her charm, had been groomed into the perfect debutante, which naturally led to a preference for her.
They found Miranda's background in the Zade family distasteful, her awkwardness among the elite embarrassing, and alongside Arabella's poise, Miranda's every mistake was magnified.
Despite their disdain, they still felt a controlling pull towards Miranda that only a parent could have. The more Miranda rebelled, the stronger their need to control her became.
This sentiment extended beyond her parents to her four brothers as well.
Miranda got out of the cab and headed into the cinema studio. William had secured her an audition for a role as a doctor. It was a small part but had its moments, making it a good fit for her.
At the audition.
"Next!" the director went already impatient.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs Miranda entered, the staff seemed nervous. One actress after another left the room looking defeated.
A staff member glanced at Miranda and addressed her indifferently, "Here to audition? Change your clothes over there." After that, the staff member's attention shifted to new arrivals, leaving Miranda ignored. "Mr. Blackwell, Ms. Hawke, right this way."
"I'm here for the audition. Can I use my own makeup and wardrobe?" Arabella's sweet voice rang out. "Of course, the director's over there! Just ve head over when you're ready," the staff member fawned. Theo Blackwell, clearly trying to curry favor, assured her, "Bella, don't worry, this role is yours. Your brother and I are investors in this production. I've already put in a good word." Arabella feigned modesty. "Oh, I want to earn it on my own. I don't want people saying I got in because of connections." Theo ruffled her hair affectionately. "Of course, you'll get it on your own merits."
Their presence made Miranda's brows furrow. One was the eyes the guy her former self hada crush on, and the other, someone she constantly had to resist slapping.
Back in school, Theo was the only person Miranda had ever liked. His gentlemanly demeanor and the way he stood up for her once when she was bullied made her fall hard. She even wrote him a love letter. But that letter ended up plastered on the school's notice board, turning her into a laughingstock with a nickname: Mr. Blackwell's puppy.
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