When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0850

“No need to apologize.”

After hearing such juicy gossip, the guests realized Aren didn’t see them as outsiders, so they dropped any pretense of formality. With the drama over, they happily returned to their meal.

But Susan stood there, looking stunned.

She had been standing next to Nelly earlier, so she caught every reaction. The emotions that flickered across Nelly’s face were impossible to miss–fear, panic, resentment, and hatred–too many emotions that shouldn’t have been there.

Susan couldn’t help but wonder if Nelly had something to do with Mindy’s disappearance. She had always regarded Nelly as graceful, kind, and virtuous. But now, for the first time, she questioned whether she had misjudged her.

“Mrs. Jefferson? Why are you just standing there? Let’s sit down,” one of the socialites called for her.

“…Okay. I’m coming,” Susan replied.

Evelyn and Tina were both equally stunned.

break locked away in her room and barely spoke to anyone. The maids would bring her

to leave the house and

awaited them. Instead of comfort, they were struck with a devastating

voice trembled as she grabbed her mother’s arm. “Please tell me this is just

was empty now, her eyes remained fixed on the spot as if she were

Tina’s words. She couldn’t believe Miranda was part of the

a wealthy family but

but the Garrisons had defied that rule. Their legacy stretched back for centuries, with ancestors who held positions of power. In modern times,

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and unwavering purpose. For the past 30 years,

wasn’t just associated with them. Aren, the family head, treated her like

Miranda showed up with a gift, but Evelyn hadn’t even

“Happy holiday? Who do you think you are? Are you worthy to come here? Hansel

you think you can marry into the Johnsons? Who do you think you are? A socialite? The. daughter of a famous politician or businessman? Since you’re neither, stop dreaming. Don’t even think about things that don’t belong to you, or you’ll only

listened as Evelyn spat out all the unpleasant words. Then, she replied indifferently, “Does someone’s family background really determine their worth? My family might be ordinary, but I don’t see myself as any less than those socialites you admire