"Collaboration? How do we collaborate?"
"It's simple. I won't fight for your position, and you'll acknowledge my presence. We help each other, how about that?" Miranda Lewis spoke without a hint of shame, as if her proposal was the pinnacle of fairness. "Enna, after all, we are cousins. I won't be like an outsider trying to take your place. By collaborating, you can trust me. Anyway, a man like President Lawrence will eventually have women outside. Instead of letting them pine for the Lawrence Corporation's assets, why not let me help you? Remember the old days, wasn't it like that?"
She lowered her head, subtly touching her belly to remind Enna Clark of the child inside that was supposedly Baron's, then looked up with confident assurance and said, "You've seen the proof of my pregnancy. What I'm proposing is the best solution for you."
Enna Clark picked up the Doctor's Certificate from the table, waving it in front of her. "You mean this paper?"
