My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

It’s her! it is her doing!

She must have poisoned her inside, trying to harm hert

The thoughts raced through Miranda’s mind as she recalled all the recent actions of Xanthea–stealing her championship, stealing Matt from her, monopolizing her company’s resources, and always playing the innocent while subtly tamishing Miranda’s reputation in front of the family. It turns out all of this was not an illusion but a premeditated plant

Brought back from the orphanage to the Nightshade family in her childhood, she was meant to compliment and showcase her, being her sister in name but in reality, a servant. Now grown up, seeing her progressing and thriving in the entertainment industry became intolerable, wanting to get rid of her!

This hypocritical, two–faced angel of deceit–she was out to get her!

Struggling to sit up in her hospital bed, Miranda saw Ethan enter the room.

“E–Ethan

She opened her mouth excitedly, trying hard to lift her hand.

“What’s wrong, Miranda?” Ethan looked puzzled as he followed her gaze to a box of apple turnovers on the table, his express freezing for a moment.

“Si–sis, she poi-”

Her voice tore with pain as she tried to expose Xanthea’s malice.

Ethan approached the nightstand and picked up the box of apple turnovers, sniffing them cautiously

“Ethan, you, you must-

She looked at Ethan full of tears and hope.

However, after sniffing the turnovers, Ethan gently placed them back down, his gaze sharpening alarmingly as he turned back to her “Miranda, you can take your medicine indiscriminately, but you must be careful with your words. Otherwise, your condition may become more severe than it is now”

Miranda’s heart raced with fear as her fingers trembled and tears rolled down her cheeks. Was Ethan threatening her?

She hadn’t even said anything yet, and he already seemed to know everything. So, he knew everything in advance, right? He knew

was out to harm herl Xanthea was out to harm her! He knew Xanthea

“Alright, you should rest now.”

Ethan picked up the box of apple turnovers and left the room, leaving Miranda to break down in hysterical tears.

She had thought her father and Ethan were the fairest in the family, at least they would treat her as a family member. Yet, she malized that her life was worth less than an ant in the face of Xanthea’s schemes. They might even be conspiring against her

Exiting the room with the apple turnovers, Ethan saw a doctor eagerly following Xanthea down the hallway, asking for her phone number. She seemed annoyed by his persistence, then turned around and cheerily gave him Samuel’s number instead. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Ethan chuckled, glancing at the apple tumovers spiked with a minor dose of poison in his hand and shook his head. “Little troublemaker”

The weekend came, upon returning from a business trip, Oliver called Xanthea “Xan, are you free today?”

“I’m reviewing a script; what’s up, uncle?”

“Stop that for now, I’ve got a surprise for you. Come to the office.”

A surprise?

At the President’s office.

Xanthea came out from the executive elevator, saw Oliver’s office door wide open, and was about to call out to her uncle when she heard a rising and falling cadence of Russian from inside.

She paused, peering in to see a vaguely familiar man lounging on the guest sofa.

He was dressed in casual light wear, with neatly styled black hair, a pair of flat, long, and straight eyebrows, clear and handsome facial features. At that moment, he was reading a Russian script marked with colored pens. His gentle and literate demeanor was very much like that of a news anchor, unfortunately his Russian was not very good.