Because all these photos are intimate... bed photos of her and Baron Lawrence.
The boldness of them left people speechless.
Enna Clark admired them one by one, then put down the photos, waiting for what would come next.
Miranda Lewis didn't disappoint her; she immediately couldn't wait to start saying, "Enna, I know you don't believe me, so I let you see these photos. The child in my belly is indeed President Lawrence's, and these photos can prove it."
"Do you remember that time when President Lawrence returned so late? I told you at the last banquet that President Lawrence was actually with me. We..." Miranda made a coy expression, lowered her head, and then looked up sweetly and sadly, saying, "I know what I'm doing is wrong, but I can't control myself. Enna, I'm sorry. I made a mistake, but liking someone is not wrong."
"Miranda, don't you have any shame?" She rarely spoke to anyone in such an impolite manner, but with Miranda, she really couldn't manage to be polite.
