Chapter 74

Miranda's assistant caught wind of the news and whispered in her ear, "Miranda, I heard it's Nina. She's the one causing trouble!"

Her gaze automatically shifted towards Nina.

As she chatted with Yvonne, comparing the gowns they held, Miranda felt a surge of annoyance. She approached her. "Nina, so it's you. You knew I would be attending the gala and wanted to embarrass me?" Seeing Nina getting ready for makeup and dressing up, Miranda sneered, "Trying to compete with me? Or trying to catch Nash's eye?"

Nina sat in a chair while Yvonne's makeup artist styled her hair. She caught a glimpse of Miranda's arrogant expression in the mirror. Only in her presence would Miranda reveal her true colors. Nina didn't look up, responding calmly, "You have quite the imagination. I dress up to please myself."

"Quite the self-righteous one, aren't you? Why did you disrupt my dress alteration?" Miranda retorted. "It bothered you when you overheard Ruby and Liz discussing alterations for my dress so you schemed against me behind my back! And now you want to outshine me at tonight's gala! Your scheming knows no bounds."

Yvonne couldn't hold back. "Miranda, don't be so full of yourself, playing the victim!" Miranda turned to Yvonne. "You have no right to interfere when Nina and I are talking." Yvonne was livid. "You have no shame! Who do you think you are, just a home-wrecker..." With a slap, Miranda struck Yvonne, feigning victimhood. "You... I won't allow you to insult me!"

Yvonne was stunned by the slap. Seeing Miranda's eyes welling up with tears, despite being the aggressor, pretending to be the victim.

Absolutely disgusting!

"I'll tear apart your hypocritical facade!" Yvonne moved to hit her.

Miranda's assistant wasn't one to back down, seizing Yvonne and immobilizing her.

Then, Yvonne's entourage also joined in the scuffle.

The scene was chaotic, especially seeing Yvonne getting hit, it pained Nina deeply. She shouted, "Stop it, all of you!"

She turned to Miranda, her tone stern, "Miranda, don't get too carried away. You haven't even become Mrs. York yet, and you're already acting like her! Do you think I'm oblivious? If you keep flaunting your power, I'll expose all your ugly deeds! No matter how much Nash protects you, he can't silence everyone's voices, can he?"

Miranda simply wanted Nina to see that, even as Nash's wife, Nina couldn't compete with her.

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In the eyes of outsiders, merely being the woman Nash was going to marry was enough! But she also knew when to draw the line: "That's enough, everyone. No matter how uncivilized others are, we can't stoop to their level. We still need to maintain the York family's reputation!"

"Alright, Miranda, we won't sink to her level. Just a mere secretary acting all high and mighty,

the assistant jeered. "Miranda may be forgiving, but if she weren't, Mr. York would have

sacked you ages ago. Don't you know how to behav

She was so brazenly flaunting her status as Mr. York's future wife that everyone knew it. By speaking like this, everyone would naturally assume it to be true and give Nash some respect.

At that moment, no one dared to speak up much.

Yvonne couldn't fathom Miranda being so audacious; it was a bit reckless.

But Miranda appeared to relish the flattery, neither denying nor rejecting it, a smug smile playing on her lips.

She had definitely got her share of respect.

Even Penelope could only watch, suppressing her anger and remaining silent.

Nina's colleague advised her, "Nina, pretend you didn't hear anything. It's better for your future. Today, nobody can afford to offend her!"

Nina glanced at the vivid red handprint on Yvonne's cheek, her gaze turning icy. Amidst their arrogance and conceit, she approached and casually delivered a slap to Miranda in return. Today's Bonus Offer

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