Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Please show her the way to the reception room.”

“Understood, Miranda.”

At the reception room

There was a woman sporting a Light-purple dress, leaning into the window, and overlooking the city, bustling with activity.

As soon as she heard the sound coming from a pair of high heels approaching, she turned around to check who it was. At that moment, the door suddenly flung open and Miranda entered the room, a woman she hadn’t seen for the past three years.

Wearing a creamy white office suit, there she was, standing by the doorway. Soon enough, their eyes met. The businesswoman looked as composed just as she would always be while Debbie, on the other hand, became a bit more mature than she was in the past, with a tinge of a forbidding look in her eyes. That being said, the moment she laid her eyes on Miranda, the expression she was wearing instantly eased up and she greeted her, “Aunt Miranda…”

addressing me that way!” Miranda shifted her gaze away from

knew full well what she had meant by that. With

came here to talk about the

again all of a sudden. The secretary stepped into the room carrying a cup of coffee. Upon placing it on the table in front

sip from the cup of coffee, Miranda asked casually, “What does your situation have to

up on this, Aunt Miranda. Carlos is suffering from memory loss and James is doing everything in his power to oppose me,”

a cold expression on her face, Miranda looked

we’re not that close. When you left Alorith three years ago, you left without even saying a word. And now that you’ve found out that Carlos has gotten better, you’re telling me that you want

you ashamed of

like a knife. She had thought long and hard about how

never would’ve imagined that she would receive such a cold and unpleasant response from the older Lady, knowing that she used to be

Taking in another deep breath,

taking this the wrong way. But I promise that I