Is Miranda Cosgrove Single Novels & Stories

For once, the ruthless venture capitalist looked tired, and there was a trace of bitter amusement in her eyes. "Silas, do you know why I got divorced?" Miranda suddenly turned toward him, her gaze crossing the beautifully plated seared scallops before settling on Silas. The question was unexpected and deeply personal. Silas set down his glass of water and gave a slight shake of his head. He knew she was divorced and raising Luna alone, but nothing beyond that. Few people in Bellmere were foolish enough to gossip openly about a partner at Valence Capital, so he'd never heard the story.

I had to remind myself that people were capable of changing. Miranda’s cast was finally off and she seemed happy about that. She was still very quiet and didn’t speak unless she was spoken to. “When do you go back to work?” I asked. “Um, actually I’m going to be taking a bit of a break,” Miranda said. “I’ll be kind of busy.” “Doing what?” Levi asked. Miranda glanced over at Mark. “Oh we might as well tell them,” Mark smiled. “Miranda and I are engaged.”

“Rumors have swirled for years regarding their breakup, with some sources claiming the two were once engaged. While neither Theodore nor Sheena have ever confirmed the details of their split, last night’s meeting has certainly raised eyebrows. What does this mean for one of the most elusive billionaires in the business world? Are we about to witness a second chapter in this high-profile romance? Stay tuned as we bring you more updates.” Nadia felt her stomach twist. Miranda immediately grabbed the remote and turned the TV off. "Nadia, you don’t need to see that," Miranda said firmly, turning to face her. But Nadia had already heard enough. She forced herself to breathe, but her chest felt to

Not literally, of course. This time, Tessa spotted a woman with her face fully covered by an ornate mask. Miranda. Someone who used to be her friend, but later became one of her loudest critics, even calling her a “shameless slut.” “She’s married into money now,” Nathan whispered near her ear. “Her husband owns Crownview Hospital.” Tessa nodded slightly, ready to play along again. But before she could make a move, Miranda approached them first. “Mr. Hale, is this…” She glanced at Tessa, but Nathan cut her off immediately.

“I am not certain, but records indicate Miranda had a child — a son, to be exact — so maybe she was cheating on Sinister.” “That's excellent info. Perhaps I could get in contact with them, so I can get some dirt on Sinister,” I grinned at Jimmy. “I’m afraid the child died. I have a copy of his death certificate here. As for Miranda, no one knows what happened to her,” he handed me the file. “What do you mean, no one knows what happened to her?” “My sources claim she was enjoying her engagement party. She was set to marry an Albert Penn. This was four years after Sinister left. She excused herself to go put her four-year-old to bed, and no one had seen her since."

Just then, Erica stepped out with a smile and dragging her big nylon bag of all her purchases. "Wow! Miranda, thank you. I hadn't believed it at first that you owned this mall. You're truly a big woman now. Are you married?” Erica asked, smiling sweetly at Miranda as she approached her brother and pretty woman discussing before. "No, I'm single. How about you?" Miranda asked Erica, her voice lacking confidence as she said she was single. "I'm single too. Hahaha, you don't expect me to be married without uploading it online," Erica said, and Miranda smiled at her in understanding.

“Oh, I’d like you to meet my girlfriend, Isla.” Miranda finally looked at me, like I had just appeared out of nowhere. There was a brief pause, and in that moment, I caught the flicker of disappointment in her eyes, followed quickly by something sharper—dislike. “Hi,” she said curtly, before turning straight back to Lucas like I wasn’t worth a second more of her time. They began catching up, slipping into easy conversation. I listened quietly, piecing things together. She was Mrs. Morgan’s niece, who was in her late twenties, recently returned from studying abroad, and was currently completing some kind of professional training. And today, apparently, was her birthday.

Miranda turned her face away and said coolly, “You have no right to interfere with my social life.” “Do you really have to provoke me like this?” Felix asked in a low voice, a restrained emotion pressing beneath his words. “Are you really that unaware of Leo’s feelings for you?” Miranda found it both ridiculous and infuriating. She had not wanted an argument, but his words made it impossible to stay calm. “Felix Gibson, get this straight,” Miranda said with a cold scoff. “I’m single now. I have the freedom and the right to see any man I want.”

Her breath faltered slightly. But doubt was stubborn. “I need space today,” she said quietly. He nodded slowly. “Okay.” Not angry. Not defensive. Just controlled. That scared her more than shouting would have. Because controlled Lewis meant he was calculating again. And she didn’t know if that calculation included her heart. Later that afternoon, Lewis tracked the call within hours. Miranda Collins. Former executive assistant. Short-term relationship during the first year post-divorce. Non-disclosure agreement signed. Which meant Someone paid her to speak.

"What are you talking about now?" He was already annoyed because Miranda refused to leave him alone, and now she suddenly dragged Rosie into the conversation. Miranda crossed her arms and immediately brought up what happened earlier at the grocery store. "I met her today," Miranda said. "Your ex-wife. She's still ugly as always. Ugh, just thinking about her makes me want to puke." ... When Charles didn't react immediately, Miranda became bolder, assuming he truly didn't care about his fat, old, unattractive ex-wife anymore.