When Her Death Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 2283

"Photo editing is so advanced now. What can a single photograph even prove?"

Miranda glared at him. "Dad's in the hospital right now, and I'm the one running the company. Of course somebody can't stand that. They're doing this on purpose to mess with me."

When Adrian heard that, it did sound reasonable.

"Miranda, I'm sorry. I got too worked up just now."

He hurried to apologize.

Miranda sat down in her chair, and her face looked awful.

"We've been married for so many years, and you've really disappointed me. All this time, I've been thinking about how to make this home better, how to keep you from being overshadowed by Nathaniel."

After hearing that, Adrian couldn't quite look at her the same way.

"Miranda, I'm sorry. This is all my fault. I won't be that impulsive again. I promise I'll trust you from now on."

Adrian thought it over. Miranda had given him a son, and the Rainsworth family had money and power. How could she possibly betray him for some other man?

"Go on out. Don't affect my work," Miranda said.

"Okay. I'm leaving now."

Adrian headed outside. Right in front of him, Miranda deliberately said to Arnold, "Why haven't you had Jonas send a lawyer's letter to the people spreading rumors yet?"

"Yes, yes, yes. I'll go right away."

Even Arnold was taken in by Miranda's act and went to find Jonas.

Once they had all left, worry filled Miranda's eyes.

She knew the lie wouldn't hold for long. She had to move the Rainsworth estate into her own hands as fast as possible, then take her son and leave Tudela.

The farther the better. Somewhere none of them would ever find them.

Even after saying everything she needed to say, Miranda still couldn't settle. Her nerves stayed pulled tight, and the pressure in her chest wouldn't ease.

Adrian didn't bother her.

Robert did.

That man always wore one face in public and another in private. He looked warm, patient, easy to approach, but underneath it, he was harsher than any of them.

If Robert learned the whole truth, he would never let her go.

Miranda leaned back against her chair and drew in a long breath.

Then her eyes hardened.

The moment she sat down, Miranda caught the way the driver was looking at her. Even that look felt off.

"What are you looking at?" Miranda said coldly. "The news on the internet is fake. People are just repeating whatever they hear."

The driver hadn't expected her temper to flare that hard. He pointed at her awkwardly.

"Madam, I was trying to say... you forgot to put on your seat belt."

The words landed, and the heat rushed straight back onto Miranda herself.

"Why didn't you say so sooner?"

She lowered her head and pulled the seat belt across herself.

Still sounding awkward, the driver asked, "Where are you going?"

Miranda was always like this, sun one second and storm the next. He was just an ordinary driver, and she was forever ordering him around.

"Go... go to Felix's school."

Miranda spoke slowly, like she was forcing each word out.

She needed to take her child away as fast as possible and move him somewhere else. She couldn't let him stay in Tudela any longer.