Chapter 192
Mira and Owen then followed the police officer into a room.
Despite having lived two lifetimes, this was Mira’s first time stepping foot inside a police station.
It was a cramped, oppressive room. The walls were painted a monotonous, sterile white, completely devoid of decoration.
A rectangular table sat dead center in the room, flanked by chairs on either side. Since Mira had brought someone with her, the officer dragged in an extra chair.
Mira glanced around, noting the security cameras mounted in the upper corners of the room.
She had zero interest in seeing those petty thugs. She was only here to see Mara reduced to a prisoner.
Simply put, she wanted to laugh at the vicious woman’s downfall.
“Mira! What are you doing here p>
When the police brought Mara in, she had assumed Norman was there to bail her out.
She never expected to see the absolute last person she wanted to face right now. Mara’s hands were cuffed together. Her usually immaculate white puffer jacket was now stained with dirt and heavily wrinkled.
Her eyes were bloodshot, and her thin face-which hadn’t fully recovered yet- contorted with pure jealousy and hatred at the sight of Mira.
“I came to see you, of course. To see how high and mighty and glamorous you look right now p>
“You came to laugh at me p>
“So what if I did p>
“After all, it’s not every day you get to watch someone try to ruin someone else’s life, only to land themselves in jail instead p>
Mira smiled.
Mara gritted her teeth in fury. “You just wait p>
“Remember that time you threw yourself down the stairs to frame me? Julian wanted to send me to juvenile detention, and you were all for it p>
“What was it you said? Oh right, that it was a place for the state to educate troubled teens, so they wouldn’t stray down the wrong path p>
“Well, look at you now. You can spend the next the next five weeks getting a proper education in here. Hopefully, it keeps you from straying down the wrong path, too p>
Mara bit her lip so hard she nearly drew blood, but she had no comeback.
Turning her head, she suddenly noticed the man standing beside Mira. “Who is he? Your boyfriend p>
Owen had just come straight from the office and hadn’t had time to change.
He was dressed in a sharp black suit. Standing at six-foot-two, his build was lean yet imposing.
His thick brows and deep-set eyes carried the razor-sharp intensity of a fighter. His jawline was sharp and chiseled, as though expertly O sculpted.
There was a subtle, commanding aura about the slight upward tilt of his brow.
When did Mira get someone like him by her side?
Compared to him, Wesley was
nothing more than a cute little boy.
This man, however, had an
undeniably commanding, magnetic
presence.
Mara was lost in Owen’s gaze, her heart racing, until Mira’s cold voice cut through her daze.
“My boyfriend is pretty handsome, isn’t he p>
Mira cast a sidelong glance at the man beside her.
But when she looked back, Mara was still staring at him like a love-struck fool.
“Drooling over him won’t do you any good p>
“I dumped Wesley because he was
weak-v
You couldn’t even hold
onto my leftovers before Natalie shatched him away
“Let alone the man standing next to me p>
“If you even dare to fantasize about him, it’s an insult to him p>
“You’re the kind of trash no one would pick up even if you were tossed on the street p>
Owen helplessly turned his head away.
He had no choice. This was what he got for being stuck with such a merciless friend.
“You… I’ll kill you p>
The police officer quickly pulled Mara away, looking back at Mira and Owen. “That’s enough for today p>
They couldn’t let the detainee get any more agitated.
As she was dragged away, Mara continued to scream at Mira, “I’m going to kill you p>
Kill me? That was in the last life. In this life, it’s my turn to destroy you.
But I won’t let you die easily. You’re going to suffer every bit of pain you deserve. “Well, the show’s over. Let’s go p>