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Chapter 1606
The child was held tightly in the nanny's arms, crying woefully, their sobs tugging at the hearts of both.
Right beside them was the railing, they were on the 19th floor, and if they were to accidentally fall, death was certain.
The nanny, perhaps also worried about this possibility, hence held the child and squatted in a corner, not daring to stand up.
Miranda Jones stood among the four people, unarmed, laughing casually.
"What are you all doing so tensely? I'm not a demon, right?"
Though she smiled, her face was full of despair and hatred.
She hated Charles Carrington for making her wait in vain for many years, and she hated Layla Lowell for becoming the exception in his life.
The things she had wanted to do for him, which he never gave her the opportunity to, were now seen through Layla Lowell—she saw the image of who she had dreamed of becoming in her.
How she hated it!