Chapter 102

• Miranda’s POV
• I returned home that evening, the echoes of my encounter with Desmond and Brenda playing over and over in my head like a victorious symphony. Every little detail brought a sense of satisfaction that I couldn’t help but revel in. I loved seeing the shock etched on Brenda’s face when I snatched the jewelry she wanted right in front of her—especially when she didn’t recognize me. To her, I was someone else. Laila. And that’s exactly how I wanted it.
• Ending my ex-husband’s contract with my company, the one he so mercilessly stole from me by killing my husband, felt equally rewarding. Even though he was still profiting off what should’ve been mine, the thought of slowly dismantling his world piece by piece fueled me. It was only the beginning, and I had no intention of stopping.