The Heiress Chooses Madness novel Chapter 132

Chapter 132

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You think I was too young to remember when Mrs. Irene Ortiz showed up at your place with a whole crew and beat the hell out of you?

Kayla suddenly grabbed Miranda’s wrist and yanked it under the dim light, exposing an ugly old burn scar. “And this scar? I watched Mrs. Irene Ortiz slam that ashtray into you. I saw the whole thing.”

Miranda’s breathing came out harsh and ragged, her nails digging deep into her palms. That incident had been her deepest shame, and now Kayla was ripping the wound wide open. Irene was the original lady of the Ortiz family.

“How dare you! Is this how you talk to your elders?” Miranda’s face turned bright red. She raised her hand to slap Kayla.

Kayla caught her wrist before the slap could land, a cold smile spreading across her face. “The only one out of line here is you. You’re a homewrecker. What gives you the right to act like you’re my elder?”

Kayla shoved Miranda’s arm away hard. Miranda lost her balance and crashed to the ground. The emerald brooch on her chest fell off, and she looked completely pathetic.

Miranda pointed at Kayla with a shaking hand. “How dare you…”

‘Did Kayla forget I’m Davon’s mother?‘ Miranda thought furiously. ‘Isn’t she scared I’ll tell Davon everything that happened here?‘

“Dare what?” Kayla looked down at her with contempt, then glanced at the emerald brooch on the ground. That was a gift she’d given Miranda back when she was still trying to win her over.

Kayla narrowed her eyes and slowly ground her heel into it. There was a sharp crack, and it shattered.

“You mean calling you out for trying to climb up as the other woman, hoping a baby would get you somewhere but you ended up with nothing? Or maybe I’ll tell everyone the truth–that Davon’s own father doesn’t even claim him,” Kayla said coldly.

Kayla looked away and raised her chin, contempt flashing in her eyes. In the past, because of Davon, she’d always put up with Miranda acting all high and mighty, pretending to be the elder.

That was exactly why Miranda forgot her place and thought she could walk all over Kayla.

Kayla had been too nice, and people had walked all over him.

Miranda was someone who needed clear boundaries. Without them, she’d push and push until someone pushed back.

Miranda was struck dumb. She tried to talk back, but when she met Kayla’s cold stare, her mouth just hung open. Nothing came out. Her eyes burned with humiliation and fury.

‘No way, I can’t mess things up with Kayla yet. She’s still got her uses. This isn’t the time to burn bridges,‘ Miranda thought, gritting her teeth and choking down her rage.

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Chapter 132

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Bitch So what if my son’s a bastard You’re still throwing yourself at him; Miranda scoffed silently. Let her show off for now. Sooner or later, I’ll make her pay for this

Miranda forced down her anger, grabbed the tree for support, and awkwardly pulled herself to her feet. She put on her best wounded act, like her whole world had just crashed down.

Miranda sobbed dramatically, “Sure, whatever. You’re the big–shot princess from the Sexton family. Rich, powerful, you can do whatever you want.

“Go ahead, humiliate me all you want. But how could you be so cruel to Davon? He protected you since you were little, always by your side growing up! How can you just forget all that?”

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