"Miranda, trust me, don't call me Young Lady anymore. I might soon not be one. I need some time alone, thank you."
Margareth turned off the television and nodded slightly to Miranda, indicating strongly that she wanted her to leave.
"I..." Miranda wanted to persuade further, but Margareth's expression had already returned to the cool detachment of her early days as Miss Lucas.
Over the years, she had gotten used to Ben Lucas's affection, becoming more like a girl and losing some of her youthful vigor.
But at this moment, Margareth had made up her mind. There were still their children in her belly, and she would protect them no matter what.
As for Ben Lucas... she didn't know if they could ever go back to the way they were.
Just as Margareth's dark eyes slowly regained calm, a phone call came to Miranda's hand.
Miranda, who was about to leave the room, was taken aback by the call. She answered, "Yes... she's here... what, okay, I... I understand, I will tell her."
