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With each word, she tore her apart, leaving her in the dust. Her face contorted into the ugliest expression imaginable, fueled by burning rage. Yet, reason urged her to remain calm. "You don't need to be happy either. Nash hasn't publicly acknowledged you as Mrs. York, and besides, he's more inclined to support me," Miranda snapped, grabbing a fruit knife. Handing it over to Nina, she said, "Nina, why don't you teach me how to chop vegetables now?"

Nina frowned, glanced at Miranda, but did not respond.

She called for Mary, "Miss Miranda, I have no patience. Mary, you have patience. You teach Miss Miranda."

Miranda's face turned icy.

Nina would even acknowledge her or give her lessons! Her expected plan crumbled, and she lost interest. She casually dropped the knife onto the cutting board. "Forget it, just remembered I've got something else to do. I'll swing by another day to learn."

Mary was puzzled, finding Miss Miranda's irregular approach to learning truly peculiar!

Nina was sitting there, engrossed

at the moment she grabbed them,

"Bang!"

coffee table, scattering its contents

clothing is my apology. Since you don't want to teach me, why did you agree in front of Nash?

eyes were red.

long since this pop star

to teach you acting?" Nina leaned

in her eyes. Of

let Mary teach me. And now, when I want to take the clothes, you push me away again Are you mocking me here?" Miranda's head

Nash noticed or not, someone was coming over

want to look. "Miranda, there are security cameras in the

footage," Nash's voice was cold and