Reborn From Oblivion by Christia Muray

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Chapter 281

The crowd around couldn't believe their ears. "Good grief, is that even real?" someone exclaimed.

"Such a woman shouldn't be a mother. She deserves to face the music right now," another added, disgust

dripping from their words.

In no time, people spat at her and hurled eggs, leaving Miranda in a pitiful state. She yelled at the top of her

lungs, "She's my daughter! What | do with her is my business. You have no right to judge me!" "Shameless!"

someone shot back. "Just because she's your flesh and blood doesn't mean she's your property. You can't control

her life like that."

"Must be rough having you as a mom," another chimed in.

Overwhelmed by the onslaught of insults, Miranda's bravado faltered. Her thick skin finally cracked, and she

realized she had to swallow her pride and beg Lizzy for forgiveness.

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However, when she tried to find Lizzy, she realized that Lizzy had vanished.

Panic surged through her. Without Lizzy, how would she get home? The thought of living as a beggar forever was

unbearable.

The weather was turning nasty as autumn began to bow out to winter. Miranda had left the house dressed too

lightly, and now the biting wind and cold drizzle seeped into her bones, making her shiver uncontrollably. As she

huddled for warmth, she quickly felt the gnawing pain of hunger.

The people around her mocked her with cold detachment. When someone showed a hint of compassion and

offered her food, others quickly intervened. "Don't give her anything. She doesn't deserve it." "She's a real piece

of work for abusing her daughter and scheming with her husband to steal her daughter's kidney," someone

remarked.

Hearing that, the would-be helper pulled back their offerings, tossing them to a nearby stray dog instead. "She's

not worth an ounce of sympathy. I'd rather feed a dog than this vile woman."

Miranda's face flushed with shame; she felt like a zoo animal on display, exposed for all to see.

As the day waned and evening settled in, a flicker of hope sparked within her: Maybe Nathalie would cand

take her home.

But her nightmare was far from over.

The bustling crowd under the overpass thinned out, and the beggars began their nightly routines, turning the

lively scene eerily silent. Miranda scanned her surroundings, desperate for salvation. However, redemption

wasn't coming, and only trouble lay ahead.

A group of sleazy men, grinning

from ear to ear, sauntered over to Miranda. Completely oblivious to the danger lurking, she naively asked these

men for help, "Can you helpcall my daughter? She can cand takehome."

The men sneered in disbelief, "Do you even know who we are? And you're asking us for help? Ha-ha-ha."

One of them whipped out a shiny dagger, pressing its sharp edge against her face. "I've had my eye on you all

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day. Someone as rotten as you probably won't be missed. | was thinking of borrowing something from you..."

Seeing the knife, Miranda was

frozen with fear. "You want money,

is that it? Letgo, and | promise you'll get plenty. My daughter has no shortage of cash; just helpcontact

her... I'll have her bring you the money," she pleaded.

The thug snorted, "You want your daughter to bring us... money? Damn, I've never seen a mom throw her kid

under the bus like this. But | don't want your cash. What | want is your kidney."

Miranda was too selfish to care

about Nathalie's safety. "I'm old. My

organs are on their last legs. Taking my kidney's won't do much good. My daughter is young, beautiful, and

strong. When she gets here, you won't be disappointed."

Without a word, one of the men kicked Miranda in the face, knocking her to the ground.

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