Chapter 889
Besides, it was a display of grace expected from someone in her position. Why should people respect you if they gained nothing from it?
By the time the car approached the neighborhood gate, the guard in the booth shouted from a distance, “Happy Holidays, Miss Mercer p>
Mira’s car was incredibly conspicuous; one look at the Lamborghini, and the guards knew exactly who it was.
She was still driving the custom Lamborghini that Owen had helped her buy last year. Once the clock struck midnight, it would technically be two years old.
Mira pulled out two more envelopes and had Jax Weaver hand them over. “Happy Holidays. Thanks for your hard work p>
“Wow, thank you p>
The two young guards beamed from ear to ear.
Just as the window was about to roll up, another guard rushed over. “Me too, Miss Mercer! Don’t forget me p>
“Are you out of your mind? You’re actually begging for one?” the guard in the booth joked.
Mira smiled, pulled out another envelope, and handed it over.
As the car rolled forward about thirty feet, she heard a voice from behind.
“Why wouldn’t I? You think I’m gonna let you guys take all the luck p>
Mira didn’t know it yet, but this small act of goodwill would eventually prompt them to alert the police just in time when she found herself in danger.
But that was a story for later.
Upon arriving at the network station, Mira was surprised to run into Owen’s crazy ex-fling backstage. Well, ‘ex-fling’ wasn’t entirely accurate―more like his unhinged admirer.
Mira and Gavin Hale had just stepped out of the dressing room and were preparing to head to the stage when they heard someone snap, “Hold it right there p>
Mira assumed they were talking to someone else and ignored it.
But a second later, a woman blocked her path. “Miss Voss is talking to you. Are you deaf p>
Mira looked up. The woman appeared to be an assistant.
“And who the hell is Miss Voss p>
Mira didn’t mince her words. With her current status, she didn’t have to tolerate anyone’s attitude.
“You-how dare you insult Miss Voss? Do you have a death wish p>
If they weren’t in a broadcasting station surrounded by security cameras, Mira would have slapped her twice.
“Whose dog is this without a leash, barking at everyone? Get the hell out of my way p>
If you spoke politely, anything could be worked out. But if you came at her
aggressively, don’t expect to be treated like a human being.
The assistant froze, entirely caught off guard. Because her boss was so powerful,
no one had ever dared speak to her like that.
“My, what an imposing temper, Miss Mercer p>
A crisp voice echoed in Mira’s ear. She turned her head and saw a stunning woman
in an extravagant dress sitting on a bench a few feet away.
“Vivienne Voss p>
She was Vanessa Voss’s cousin, Lord Voss’s daughter. The only reason Mira remembered her was because her beauty was absolutely
flawless, impeccable from head to toe
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In truth, Mira had only seen her twice. Once was outside Owen’s mansion. According to Domi West, she had been ruthlessly
pursuing Owen, completely
obsessed with him.
But since Mira hadn’t been dating Owen at the time, she hadn’t cared.
The other time was at Seraphina Quinn and Lawrence Lance’s engagement party, though only from a distance.
Now, Mira finally understood where
the hostility was coming from. The woman was just violently jealous because she couldn’t get her hooks into Owen.
Mira had heard Vivienne went abroad recently and assumed she had moved on from her obsession.
Clearly, she hadn’t. Or rather, she had been forced to give up, and the bitterness was still festering inside her.
“So you’re the one letting your dog bite people? Better tighten that leash before someone gets hurt and you end up regretting it p>