She could imagine how tormented Miranda Lewis had been these past few days.
It's likely that Baron Lawrence provoked her yesterday; otherwise, Miranda wouldn't have been driven to such desperation to come up with this childish tactic.
"What do you mean? Stop pretending! These photos are real; I took them. How dare you say my photos are digitally altered? What's your proof?" Miranda was stung by her words, left embarrassed and frantic, and retorted fiercely.
It seemed like yelling was the only way she could avoid losing face in front of Enna Clark.
Her voice was so loud that it startled Scott Harris outside the door.
Scott rushed in immediately, "Young Madam!"
"I'm fine."
After confirming that Enna was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and gave Miranda a warning glare.
Enna tossed another set of photos on the table, "Because of this!"
