Bella's POV:
After talking to Miranda, I planned to go back to my room to rest.
But I suddenly thought of something very important, so I stopped.
I must go out now.
When I changed to my coat and came to the door, Miranda stopped me. "Madam, Mr. Wharton said that you can't go out. If I let you go out, Mr. Wharton will blame me when he comes back."
I said as I changed my shoes, "I'll make it clear to him that I insisted on going out. It has nothing to do with you. Miranda, I don't have suitable clothes to go to see his parents. Do you know how important a person's first impression is? I want to leave a good impression on them. I think you can understand me!"
Miranda compromised, "I'll go with you. I can take care of you."
"Miranda, you're so nice!" Then I took her to t
