Chapter 257

In the past, Miranda only remembered seeing Alistair with this kind of attitude when he was around Arabella.

But the Alistair standing before her now made her feel as repulsed as if someone had just dropped a rotten egg in front of her. This disgust was different from what she felt for Dorian.

Alistair, who had sent his own sister to jail, breaking the law while pretending to be her savior, only to stab her in the back. Outwardly noble, he upheld the so-called law and morality. Yet, he was the worst kind of filth.

"Make amends for the rest of your life?" Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Are you talking about your life in prison? Are you planning to send me regards from there or write me a letter?"

Alistair choked on his words, his face fell, and a flicker of guilt and discomfort crossed his expression.

"You're a lawyer; you should be able to calculate how many years you'll get, right?"

Miranda's smile was dazzling, but Alistair didn't feel even a hint of warmth from it. It was more like she was watching a pathetic show, mocking him.

Her beauty was like a poppy flower, enchanting yet deadly. He swayed slightly, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

"You know, back then, I had no other choice. I admit, I was out of my mind to do such a thing. I misunderstood you and judged Arabella wrong. If I had known earlier..."

Miranda cut him off sharply, "Misunderstood? You mean you weren't fabricating evidence to frame me to protect Arabella? What are you pretending? I pinned all my hopes on you, Alistair, asked you to clear my name. What did you say?"

of that

holding cell, Miranda looked like a wilting flower, fragile and broken, her face filled with fear. It wasn't until she

trembling. "Alistair, please help me, I didn't do it, I'm

called him Alistair. The first time, he had said, "Don't call me

was in the holding cell, where she cried and pleaded with him. Yet he coldly said, "Who allowed you to call me Alistair! Have you forgotten your place? You stay here quietly and do as I say. I'm the lawyer; just follow

She thought that no matter how much her brothers disliked her, they wouldn't

her, surely they knew she was innocent about

was wrong. She followed Alistair's instructions, only to be abandoned by her

ran cold, and

that witness stand, and you, as you solidified my guilt, did you ever see my despair? When I cried and

So, you see, it wouldn't be unreasonable for me to wish you dead,

flicker of hope and luck, but hearing

a five before, it was now reaching an eight or nine after hearing what

he had tried to cover and ignore was now laid bare before

he stammered, losing balance and retreating a couple

moved her

one who wanted to talk? Aren't I talking to you? Why don't you want to listen now? What's wrong? Realizing your little sister turned out to be so remarkable while

as Alistair heard each word, it felt like a dagger

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