Tobias shove it into her hands.

Upon returning to the hotel, Skylar saw a heap loads of shopping bags on the bed while Miranda was admiring her skirt in front of the mirror.

Even though it was middle of the night, she had painted her lips crimson red. The color was so dark that others would have thought that she had eaten a child alive.

Skylar couldn’t figure out how Miranda ended up being on medical parole. She didn’t look mentally unstable at all, let alone depression. Furthermore, she was all dolled up and her fashion sense was even more daring than a teenager.

“Why did you come back so late?” Miranda smacked her lips and admired the lipstick color in the mirror before taking a glance at Skylar.

“I was out for work purposes. I looked for my agent to find out if there were any job notices.” Skylar stared at the luxury goods on the bed and came to realize that Miranda had a really expensive taste when it came to shopping.

 

Miranda knew Skylar had attended a film academy and said, “I don’t think you’ll succeed in this industry. Look at our family— do you think any of us has the talent to succeed in this career? Based on my observation, you’re stubborn, soft and gentle, so how would you fit in? I think it’ll be better if you live a simple life, find a reliable man and marry him. That’s how you should spend your life. Look at the man who gave me his card—how sensible of him.”

Skylar looked at the mirror while removing her earrings habitually. She had only pierced her ears twice during middle school when Penelope and her went to the mall.

 

would become a woman the next life if they had their ears pierced. She started regretting it because

start caring now?”

retaliated since it wasn’t too difficult for her to

the key on the table and said, “From now on, you can stay here. I’ll come and visit you frequently. I don’t think

place in a short period of time but Miranda didn’t have the intention to move in. “I’ll go stay with your Uncle Wesley. Half of the house is

Uncle Wesley does not welcome you.” Skylar’s eyebrows

in even if he doesn’t welcome me. We’ll see what reason they’ll come up with to drive me

her Grandma that Uncle Wesley was afraid of her mother. Ever since they were

Miranda wanted to move in to that house

she wasn’t used to sleeping in the same bed as Miranda, she hugged her pillow and was

“The bed is so huge. Isn’t there enough room for

sofa. “I’m not used to sleeping with someone else,

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