"What do you mean?"
"You didn't get rid of her just like what you've told me, didn't you?" she asked her again. Her mom smiled at her, and wiped her tears, "I didn't do things like that. I maybe said that, but I can't do that."
Charlotte nodded her head, "I know you wouldn't do it, mom. I believe in you."
Miranda was inside her room, she was thinking about what Charlotte had asked her earlier. She frowned while putting her right hand on her chin. "I sense that she knew something. What is it? Did she hear me about our conversation? Or... did she really know about my plan?" she asked herself, but Miranda didn't know what would the answer is. She was confused about why did Charlotte asked her about that random matter.
