Chapter 184The onlookers pretended to mingle, but their eyes kept darting towards the unfolding drama. This was the real-life version of the switched-at-birth soap opera, and who wouldn't want to witness the spectacle? "I've seen this episode before. In the book I read last night, the fake heiress starts her 'poor me' act right about now."

"Books don't lie. The fake heiress always tries to cling to her foster parents, disparaging the real one with her pathetic antics."

The two celebrity friends in Showbiz chatted conspiratorially, all while maintaining their glamorous smiles for the nearby photographers.

"Last time we were at an event together, she pulled the same stunt with me."

"Well, karma's a real thing, isn't it?"

Arabella's words made Miranda's eyebrows knit together slightly.

"What are you, a green tea bitch?"

Arabella gazed at Miranda, looking

icy. "Have you ever suffered? Slept in a barn? Almost sold off by your foster parents? Ever had your leg broken for the smallest mistake? Or

through anything, yet here you are, acting all freaking bitchy," Miranda cussed out coldly. "Who do you think you are, pulling stunts in front of the one you've snatched everything from? Oh, right, your parents who preferred their

plastic surgery was like pressing Arabella's sore spot; her anger flared, visible even in her eyes. But given the situation,

Hawke family's daughter for twenty

smirked. "And what

need to argue with someone like Arabella. She didn't need logic to prove she was in the right. Arabella found herself at a loss for

think like that?" she attempted

you leave the Hawke family and go to your reat parents? After all, you've ganged up and been scheming

didn't! I would never

challenged, "I don't believe you. Show

a smirk at the sight of Arabella's hardening face. "Or should I ask the police for

headquarters?"

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