Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 290

Miranda glanced at the officer and gave a small smile. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who took me away two years ago."

The officer seemed to have a lightbulb moment. Two years back, there was a case involving a young girl accused of intentional assault. He was the one who responded to that call.

If it weren't for his police training, he might not have recognized the young woman in front of him as the same girl he had once escorted away.

He could still recall the fear and helplessness in her eyes, her frail figure looking as though it might shatter with a gust of wind. It was clear she had suffered a prolonged period of malnourishment. He wondered why a child in such an affluent family would appear so neglected.

She had vigorously insisted that she was innocent, claiming she knew nothing about the incident, but her family accused her of lying, saying she was a habitual liar and they were doing the right thing by turning her in.

As a seasoned officer, he had encountered many troubled youth, but this girl didn't seem to fit the profile of a liar. Later, he was surprised to hear that she confessed in court. Even though he hadn't spent enough time with her, he felt certain she was innocent, yet she ended up behind bars.

For a young woman, a prison sentence could be a lifelong stigma, a mark that never fades. He had wanted to investigate further, to ensure she wasn't wrongfully accused, but the case was swiftly closed and he was barred from pursuing it, even the file sealed. It seemed as though some unseen force was working to bury the truth, and he was powerless to dig deeper.

However, the Miranda standing before him now seemed like a different person altogether, a far cry from the one two years ago. She was more charming and radiant, exuding vitality that spoke distinction.

"Officer? Is there something else you need?" Miranda inquired with a friendly smile when she noticed him staring.

He paused as his colleague nudged him. "Let's go."

Snapping back to reality, he shook his head. "No, nothing more. You're doing well now."

his words. Miranda returned the smile warmly. Blushing slightly, he

figure, memories of the day she

nothing bad will

words to her, words that had rendered

the officer, who seemed healthy, like someone destined for a long life. It

there, lost in the beauty?" his colleague teased. "Well, makes sense.

officer scratched his head awkwardly. "It's not like

refrained from mentioning Miranda's past incarceration, not wanting to taint his colleague's view of

into the internal database. He typed in Miranda's name, and information about her appeared on the

formerly known

prison record, as if those two years had

"What the...?"

He tried to access the old case files, but he lacked

Was he dreaming? It was as if the events from two years ago had never

confirmed Miranda's incarceration past. Celeste, who was in

right, she did go to

informed her about Miranda's

of ulterior

it. To her surprise, it turned out to be true. She was impressed by

confirmed," the private investigator said. "However, not many people are aware of it. It took a lot of digging