Chapter 485 I Did Not Kill Her

• Covering her face with both hands, Miranda whined, “I don't even have a single shred of dignity left now. Everyone looks at me as though I'm a leper when I go out to buy groceries, all shying away from me and condemning me for committing murder when I failed to steal the man.”
• “Is that not the truth? Oh, that doesn't seem to be the case. The narrative should be you committing murder in a fit of rage after your man was stolen by someone else. But no matter what it is, it's still a fact that you killed someone, and a murderer will never be able to hold her head up for the rest of her life. You know what? I was actually dreaming of going into the military or becoming a civil servant back then, but it required a spotless family background. You should feel guilty toward me,” Skylar drawled.
• “I didn't kill her! Why won't they just give me an opportunity to start over?” Miranda's voice rose a few decibels.