Chapter 73: Hello, Miss Smith

 

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Logan hadn’t said a word since they left the kindergarten.

 

He simply couldn’t figure out why they hadn’t gone through an interview.

 

When Miranda was speaking just now, the look in his eyes had turned cold. His cat-like eyes were slightly downcast, his long eyelashes hiding the chilly look in them.

 

He was about to say something when Cherry’s childish tender voice rang out. At once, the corners of Logan’s lips curled upward.

 

When he saw Miranda’s smug smile freeze, he felt even happier.

 

At her question, Logan raised his good-looking and delicate eyebrows and replied, “We didn’t go through an interview.”

 

“You didn’t?” Miranda quickly reacted and said, “It must be because the recommendation letter you got from someone else didn’t work, right? Well, that makes sense. After all, where is your cousin going to get a recommendation letter from when even the Andersons can’t get an interview spot?”

 

She turned around, took out a piece of paper from her bag, and handed it to Melissa with one hand. “Here you go, this is the Woods’ recommendation letter. Just go to the interview again tomorrow and it’ll be fine.”

 

Melissa reached out to take the letter with a look of gratitude. She said, “Miranda, thank yo—”

 

 

Before she could touch the recommendation letter, Miranda’s grip loosened and the piece of paper dropped onto the floor.

 

Miranda immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed, “Oh dear, would you look at that, Melissa! Why did my hand let go in advance? I’ll have to trouble you to pick it up.”

 

After speaking, she sat on the sofa, crossed her legs, straightened her back, and looked at Melissa with a huge sense of superiority.

 

The Woods were a big family. Over the years, thanks to them clinging on to the Smiths, they were starting to do better and better.

 

Back then, Miranda and Melissa were both members of the wealthy circle. Melissa and Yvette were well-known while Miranda was just an ordinary person looking up to them.

 

The men she liked back then had all revolved around those two women…

 

But later on, Yvette eloped and ruined her own reputation.

 

she was blind enough to fall in love with a man as

 

elder brother

 

was very smug about it. What she loved doing most was watching the person who had once been high up in the air, and whom

 

her hand

 

fingers. She knew very well that Miranda had done it on purpose. Her pride also refused to let her bend over. But when she

 

young woman was cool and distant. Beautiful and gracious, she

 

particular, were exactly the same as

 

woman had never had a mother. Her father disliked her, her stepmother abused her, and she had even become pregnant before marriage. How could her heart possibly not ache

 

retracted her gaze and sighed. She was about to squat and pick up the letter when a

 

said, “We don’t have

 

Miranda was surprised.

 

his face, he said stiffly, “Aunt Miranda, you can have

 

“She was exempted from the interview? How can that be?! In all of New York, apart from the Hunts and the Smiths, the number of families eligible for exemption can be counted

 

also looked at

 

Then… She let out a

 

Miranda, “…”

 

ask Justin to give them a heads-up for

 

acquainted with, the only one who she could think

 

her tongue inwardly at

 

Of course not.

 

for oneself was

 

and giving him the Carefree Pills so quickly. She

 

to the kindergarten’s

 

her aunt had provided an explanation, she couldn’t

 

to her guess. Then, she took Cherry’s

 

to report to school at

 

to see her off, so she had to have an early night

 

asked in a low voice, “Who exactly is your niece? How did she get

 

few big families in New York were acquainted with one another ever since a few generations ago, so they all knew one

 

guts

 

to give her a vague answer and replied, “They

 

in power and bullied those who weren’t, wouldn’t dare to be rude to Nora anymore if

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