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Chapter 575 Teach You A Lesson
Chapter 575 Teach You A Lesson
Chapter 575 Teach You A Lesson
Not fully grasping the gravity of the situation, Victoria remained unfazed. “Why should you be afraid? I
can talk to Mr. Hadley and explain everything. He's being overly protective of you, though. He doesn't
let you do anything or go anywhere. But if you sneak out to see Miranda, will he punish me instead?”
No matter how bold she was, she would be a coward in front of Nathaniel.
She would never go against Nathaniel's orders.
Victoria was Christina's junior, so naturally Nathaniel wouldn't spare her. At most, he might subject her
to a few minor punishments, making her endure some discomfort for a while.
Naturally, Christina couldn't be honest with her.
“You're my junior, so he'll consider you as his junior, too. He won't harm you. Besides, I'll protect you,
so don't worry.”
She pulled Victoria closer and asked, “Hurry, tell me where Miranda is.”
Victoria still remained doubtful. She glanced at Christina and asked carefully, “If Miranda took your
mom's money, just tell Sebastian to get it back for you. Why would you need to see her in person?”
Christina rose to her feet to put on her coat and scarf.
“I need to settle old and new scores with her so she won't cause trouble for me again. Let's not waste
time.
You should drive me there, but before that, let's send Sebastian away.”
Sebastian was engrossed in a phone conversation as he stood in the corridor, completely unaware of
the plan concocted by Victoria and Christina. If he had known, he would have never left to get the items
Victoria requested.
Unfortunately, by the time he received the news, it was already too late to prevent the unfolding events.
Victoria drove Christina through the bustling downtown, but her cautious speed made the journey feel
agonizingly slow.
If Christina hadn't been pregnant and unable to drive, she would have eagerly gotten behind the wheel
to speed up.
“Victoria, did you bribe your way to get a driving license? A kid could ride a bicycle faster than you,”
she complained.
“The doctor said your pregnancy is unstable, so I dare not floor the accelerator. You're just a
passenger, so shut up. I'm a bit nervous now,’ Victoria replied.
Christina narrowed her eyes and observed Victoria's expression. “Are you hiding something from me?”
Victoria liked to do things her own way and hate wasting time.
Thus, Christina found her current attitude peculiar.
Victoria stated sternly, “Of course not. I still need your help, so I wouldn't dare to lie to you.”
Christina urged, “Then please speed up. I know my body well. I'll be fine”
Victoria spared a quick glance at Christina's stomach.
Pvuhaline chaynlu cha Alanread tha roe nadal handiner studio.”
Has Miranda been to my studio?
Frowning, Christina asked, “When did you see her?”
Victoria contemplated the question for a moment before responding hesitantly, “] think it was a few
weeks ago, but I can't recall the exact timing. I remember seeing her peering cautiously through the
door, looking quite suspicious. Whenever someone approached, she would hurriedly flee.”
Victoria was aware of the deep-rooted grudge and complicated history betwcen Christina and her
adoptive family, but when it came to Miranda and Emilia, she didn't have much personal knowledge.
However, she had heard enough stories to believe that both mother and daughter had a reputation for
being vicious.
Rayne never told her anything about Miranda. Thus, Christina was sure that no one from the studio
was aware that Miranda had lurked outside the studio multiple times.
There was a lot of confidential information in the studio, so Christina made the dccision to expedite the
installation of a security system. She understood the importance of safeguarding the privacy of her
clients and her designs. Doing that would help prevent any potential troublemakers from exploiting the
situation studio.”
Has Miranda been to my studio?
Frowning, Christina asked, “When did you see her?”
Victoria contemplated the question for a moment before responding hesitantly, “] think it was a few
weeks ago, but I can't recall the exact timing. I remember seeing her peering cautiously through the
door, looking quite suspicious. Whenever someone approached, she would hurriedly flee.”
Victoria was aware of the deep-rooted grudge and complicated history betwcen Christina and her
adoptive family, but when it came to Miranda and Emilia, she didn't have much personal knowledge.
However, she had heard enough stories to believe that both mother and daughter had a reputation for
being vicious.
Rayne never told her anything about Miranda. Thus, Christina was sure that no one from the studio
was aware that Miranda had lurked outside the studio multiple times.
There was a lot of confidential information in the studio, so Christina made the dccision to expedite the
installation of a security system. She understood the importance of safeguarding the privacy of her
clients and her designs. Doing that would help prevent any potential troublemakers from exploiting the
situation and potentially leaking sensitive information.
“It's here!” Victoria spoke up, jolting her out of her reverie.
“Knock on the door,” Christina instructed.
Victoria knocked on the old wooden door forcefully a few times and gave it a few kicks.
A deafening crash reverberated through the room as the wooden door collapsed to the ground.
Everyone present was stunned.
Victoria stammered, “I-I didn't do that on purpose. I had no idea the door is this fragile.”
She's clearly skilled at fighting. Besides, she also kicked the door in addition to knocking on it!
Despite thinking that way, the bodyguards dared not express their displeasure as Christina was around.
Christina gazed at the two bodyguards. “I'd like to sce Miranda Weaver. I believe Nathaniel has left
instructions.”
She was already here and wasn't afraid that they would call Nathaniel to get his confirmation.
Both bodyguards shared a look. They didn't receive any orders and weren't sure what to do. Hence,
one of them replied politely, “Mrs. Hadley, let me check with Mr. Taggart. Please wait a moment.”
Christina gave a dismissive wave and strode toward the rundown house. The other bodyguard dared
not stop her and followed behind her.
Soon, Miranda's malicious insults were heard.
“That b*tch, Sharon deserves to die. She should've died a long time ago. Does she think she can make
me submit to her now that Christina has successfully seduced Nathaniel? The Steeles are all wicked. If
you have the guts, just end my life now. If ] manage to leave this place alive, I won't let you off easily!
What right do you have to imprison me? This is illegal!
You're unlawfully detaining me and intentionally causing harm. I can have you sent to jail for that!”
Victoria couldn't hold back anymore and delivered a forceful kick to the door, causing it to swing open.
The insults came to an abrupt halt.
Miranda stared incredulously at both women standing at the door, swallowing the words at the tip of her
tongue. She choked on air as fear gripped her throat, causing her to cower back.
The condition of the house was not great as it was cold and damp with a repugnant stench permeating
the air.
Suppressing the discomfort in her stomach, Christina strode into the house, but she chose to stay near
the door, where fresh air provided a reprieve. She fixed Miranda with a cold, icy stare.
Miranda glared at Christina and mocked, “Are you here to avenge that b*tch Sharon?”
It felt awful to be locked up in such a place for a day and a night.
The people guarding her refused to give her any food. No matter how loudly she yelled, no one would
come to her aid.
Hunger gnawed at her until exhaustion overcame her, and she drifted into a fitful sleep. In her dreams,
Sharon's menacing presence haunted her, demanding retribution for her past actions. The combination
of mental and physical torment pushed Miranda to the brink of a breakdown.
Christina's lips curled into a cold smirk. “I'm glad you know that.”
Miranda gazed at Christina's stomach menacingly as she licked her dry lips.
“If you kill me, both you and Sharon won't live in peace. I shouldn't have spared your life. Dragging you Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
or Sharon along to hell seems like a better idea.”