Wendy couldn’t figure it out. Was Miranda still alive?
It was impossible.
After all, she dug out Miranda’s heart with her own hands and watched Miranda be cremated, which couldn’t be fake.
Did Juliana know that Miranda was Randall and she had seen this painting, taking advantage of Miranda’s death, she wanted to take the opportunity to make money?
Nor was it right. Juliana had no contact with Miranda at all.
Wendy couldn’t figure it out. Timothy called at the mont.
Wendy pressed down the irritability in her heart, and her voice was soft, "Timothy."
Timothy’s voice ca from the other end of the mobile phone, "Wendy, what is comic plagiarism?"
He had never paid attention to these, but it was related to Wendy. So words were ugly. Timothy was afraid that her heart couldn’t stand stimulation, so he called to ask.
Wendy’s voice was soft, "I don’t know what happened. Maybe the manuscript leaked out at the beginning, and..."
Wendy paused, and her voice beca more and more gentle, "Timothy, I didn’t tell you the truth before. In fact, the drama" Golden Hall "was written by Miranda, and I ca to draw it."
When she ntioned the word Miranda, Timothy only felt that his heart choked, and the gentle and alienated voice was gentle, "Miranda?"
Wendy heard the change in his tone and clenched her mobile phone hard.
But Miranda’s voice was still soft, "Yes, don’t you think the protagonist setting is familiar? Is it very similar to the four of us?"
The first beauty in the three worlds had no father or mother since childhood and had been bullied. She had been supported and helped by the male Master, the male Master, and the female Master.
The male Master was a scholar, gentle and courteous, but he was full of pity and alienation, not to ntion that the male Master actually loved the female Master very much, but he couldn’t show his heart.
As long as Timothy thought that the prototype of male and female masters was him and Miranda, the silent heart seed to be boiling hot.
Did Miranda also like him before?
It’s just that he didn’t say love as bravely as the cartoon protagonist and didn’t work hard with her before he missed it?
Timothy believed, "It turned out to be the inspiration given by Miranda, no wonder."
Wendy recognized Timothy’s spoil and pride, which made her grind her teeth.
Wendy said, "This manuscript is earlier than Golden Hall, but Miranda has a misunderstanding with you, so she didn’t let release it. Now Miranda is dead. I just want to release it and make it into a TV series."
At this point, Wendy’s voice was weak, and she asked, "You believe that Miranda will not plagiarize, right?"
Timothy replied without hesitation, "Of course, Miranda is excellent and disdains plagiarism."
Such a simple trust made Wendy be very jealous. How could a man still be in love with a dead woman?
Wendy breathed a sigh of relief, "Nice to hear that. I will solve this matter, but Miranda is gone, and I may not have evidence to prove it."
She smiled and comforted Timothy, "But you can trust . If they really find so evidence, I will admit that I copied it."
After saying that, Wendy gave a cry.
Timothy asked her, "What’s wrong with you?"
Wendy’s voice trembled a little, "My heart hurts a little. Maybe Miranda also has a sense. It’s fine now."
Miranda’s heart hurt!
Timothy also felt distressed. He said seriously, "Have a good rest. I will solve this matter."
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