"What do you mean?"
Diego's tone was very cold, icier than a glacier.
Miranda's heart was beating fast.
She didn't know what went wrong. Diego had never spoken to her in such a cold tone. And she felt that something was terribly wrong.
"I..." Miranda wanted to say something but stopped herself on second thought.
"How dare you!" Diego roared in anger, "You dare to take advantage of my name and reputation to do things for your own benefit. Do you think the world revolves around you?"
She felt a chill down her spine.
Miranda's heart was in a state of panic, and she felt the muscles on her face twitch. With a gaze full of disbelief, she looked at Diego, whose eyes were filled with sarcasm and mockery.
He had never been this angry with her. The glare in his eyes was fierce and callous, which clearly showed how Diego enraged was.
"I was wrong!"
Miranda quickly fell to her knees.
Her face was drained of color, and it was deathly pale.