Miranda Lewis originally thought Baron Lawrence was going to compare her to an Impostor, which had already left her seeing stars.
She never expected that this man would show no mercy, not sparing her any face whatsoever, "You're just a flea on the hair of the ugly woman who wants to imitate a beauty. Day and night, you prance around, arrogantly thinking you resemble Enna Clark."
A flea?!
A loud slap was heard.
Miranda's already pale face turned crimson with the slap, red mixed with a bluish bruise.
In his eyes, she was even less than an Impostor, just a ridiculous bug on a woman's hair?
Miranda couldn't accept this comparison at all. Her face showed disbelief, she could hardly believe her ears.
Impossible.
This must be a hallucination.
How could President Lawrence say this about her?
She had looked in the mirror, she now looked very much like Enna. Her speech tone, her behavior, she imitated Enna. Even her smile was like Enna's.
