Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 9

The sharp smack echoed through the boutique, startling everyone inside.

"Miranda, what the hell are you doing?" Lysander snapped.

Miranda didn't miss a beat and landed another swift slap across Lysander's cheek.

"Don't worry," she said. "You have your own share."

She turned to Orion, who stood frozen in shock, and delivered a third slap with her hand. "And one for you."

The brothers never anticipated that Miranda would ever lay a hand on them. The slaps were quick and brutal, leaving them no time to react. The two got smacked on their face, glaring at her, their teeth gritted. Miranda's eyes were icy as she enunciated each word. "Remember, it was you who wronged me. When you see me, you should scurry away like rats from a cat, not bark like mad dogs. But if you prefer the latter, I have no problem teaching you a lesson."

With that, she turned on her heel and walked out, leaving the gazes of the rest behind. William shot the trio a look that screamed satisfaction.

twinge of guilt. The Hawke family had indeed wronged Miranda, and they dreaded the idea of her

Mom and Dad let her back into the Hawke family. Haven't they been kind enough? I know it's

brothers immediately turned their

anyone's going, it's her. Next

"How low can she go, being someone's kept woman and now acting all high and mighty?

shop assistants, who had been watching the drama unfold, began to murmur amongst themselves,

a huff,

railing, having witnessed the entire spectacle. The VIP lounge was secluded, with floor-to-ceiling glass

smirk playing on his lips, his eyes flickered a hint of teasing; he found the scene more entertaining

shouldn't have sold your information to that woman. She's just a tramp trying to woo her way into your life! I

was battered and bloody. That pair of polished leather shoes came gradually closer, each tapping against the floor sent

what I despise the most?" Elian exhaled a smoke wreath, his voice nonchalant as he pressed the burning