This left a question hanging in the air. ‘What did she mean? Isn’t she telling me this on purpose?


    Isn’t she asking me to put in a good word for Lewis so that Carlos would give him his old job back?” A


    lot of questions went through


    Debbie’s mind.


    Awkward silence filled the living room. Debbie wasn’t a talkative girl in front of unfamiliar people, and


    Miranda too was aloof with few words, which made the atmosphere even weirder to Debbie. However,


    it didn’t seem to affect Miranda at all, as if she were used to silence.


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    She went on to enjoy the cup of tea in a rxing mood. In order to stifle the silence, Debbie had to start


    a conversation herself.


    “Um…S0… Are Lewis and Dad doing well now?” she stammered.


    Miranda nodded her head without saying a word.


    Debbie cried in her mind, ‘Honey,e back now! Save me!’


    “Is your flight tomorrow?” Miranda finally opened her mouth to ask.


    As if she were being saved from this awkward situation, Debbie nodded her head vigorously and


    replied enthusiastically, “Oh yeah. We’ll take a flight tomorrow afternoon and arrive in Alorith the day


    after tomorrow.”


    Miranda took out her phone from her handbag.


    “Add me on Facebook.


    Contact me in private if you need my help.”


    “Okay!” Debbie hastily pulled out her phone, opened the app and shot


    Miranda a friend request.


    Her ount name was exactly her own name: Miranda. After that, Miranda suddenly looked into


    Debbie’s eyes and requested, “Don’t tell Carlos anything about James. Just pretend you know nothing.”


    Her words dumbfounded Debbie. She wondered if Miranda also knew something about James secret.


    Before she could formte a response, Miranda stood up from the sofa.


    “You can probably guess what’s going on. Whatever you think, you’re right. And that’s why Tabitha has


    depression,” she said, sounding sarcastic. With her eyes bing sharp, she cautioned, “And be


    careful of Megan. She’s a great actress. Don’t be kind to the family. Don’t cut them any ck, or you’ll


    have dug your own grave.”


    After tidying her clothes, she walked toward the door in an arrogant and graceful demeanor. Before she


    left, she turned around and left herst words.


    “Don’t feel bad. That night, Carlos did a good job. Lewis and James deserved it. I’m going back to


    work. Goodbye.”


    “I hear you. Goodbye, Miranda.” After bidding farewell to Miranda,


    Debbie began to think about her parting words. ‘Carlos did a good job?


    They deserved it? Did she mean what she said? Is Miranda really Lewis’ mother?’ Watching Miranda’s


    receding figure, Debbie couldn’t fend off the barrage of doubts from intruding on her thoughts.


    That night, Carlos picked up Megan from the Hilton family’s house and drove her to the vi. Megan


    was going to spend the night with them.