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?"

gazed

turned 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 been abandoned by your real family?" Arabella's face

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 son than the

the plastic surgery was like pressing Arabella's sore spot; her anger flared, visible even in

Hawke family's daughter for twenty years? Is that my fault?" Arabella tried

smirked. "And what

didn't need logic to prove she was in the

can you think like that?" she attempted weakly to defend

she'd heard the funniest joke. "Oh, you know what's right? Then why don't you leave the Hawke family and go to your reat parents? After

"I didn't! I would never

challenged, "I don't believe you. Show me

ask the police for the evidence of you

headquarters?"

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