Chapter 167

Jenny’s comments, though seemingly harmless, carried a suspicious undertone, hinting at something more. Rena’s eyes flickered. “I still don’t know what Mimi’s doing in Elgerson City. She must be doing something extraordinary, right? After all, ordinary people don’t just make millions.”

Miranda frowned, but Mindy gently squeezed her hand, signaling her to let it go.

“Rena, Jenny, you two must be joking,” Mindy said. “Although Mimi didn’t continue her master’s degree after college, she hasn’t been idle. She worked several jobs and managed to save some money.”

Cynthia sneered. “It’s best if she earned it honestly. I’m just worried she might have resorted to unscrupulous means.”

Mindy remained calm. “Thanks for your concern, Cynthia. However, Miranda is grown and has her own plans. As parents and elders, we should be supportive.”

Jenny raised an eyebrow. “Plans? Does Mimi have something up her sleeve? Is she returning to Elgerson City for a job, or is she hunting for a new ‘target’? Will she be bringing home another few million next year?”

She emphasized the word “target,” making her implication clear.

Mindy’s expression darkened. Before she could respond, Miranda’s phone rang.

“Mom, I need to take this call.”

“Alright, go ahead,” Mindy said, taking a deep breath to control her anger.

Miranda answered, “Winter, what’s up? Is something wrong?”

Winter’s voice was urgent. “The postgraduate admission exam results are out! You should check your score and see if you passed.”

Miranda realized it was the day. She’d completely forgotten.

“Alright, I’ll check now,” she said, hanging up and rushing upstairs.

In her bedroom, Miranda opened her laptop and went to the results website. She entered her admission ticket number and password. Just as she was about to hit enter—

A voice called from the walk-in closet. “Miranda, are all these bags real?”

Startled, Miranda saw Quincey emerging, carrying a Chanel bag and a Louis Vuitton bag slung over her shoulder.

“Who gave you permission to come in here?” Miranda demanded.

Quincey looked surprised. “Aunt Mindy said I could look around.”

“That doesn’t mean you can go through people’s things!”

“What do you mean? It’s just a couple of bags. Can’t I even look at them? Are they that precious?”

Chapter 167 (continued)

Miranda’s expression turned cold. “We were taught not to touch other people’s belongings.”

“So what if I did? Is there a problem?” Quincey insisted.

“Yes, there is.”

“Ugh, I’m taking one today, so there! What are you going to do about it? A man clearly bought them for you. Why are you acting so smug? Pretending to be classy when you’re nothing but a tramp! You’re just a bitch who sleeps with one man and then latches onto another!”

Miranda slapped Quincey. “This slap is to teach you a lesson. Watch your mouth, or you might get beaten up.”

“You… How dare you hit me?” Quincey stared in disbelief, trembling with rage.

“Yes, I hit you. Do I need to announce it beforehand?” Miranda retorted.

“Miranda, you’re going to pay for this!”

Downstairs, the conversation continued to revolve around Miranda and her finances. Even George and Anna were subtly trying to uncover the truth.

Then, a scream echoed from upstairs.

Jenny’s face paled. “That was Quincey! Quincey screamed!”