Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 80

Arabella was absolutely rattled. Whether it was Miranda's impressive performance or Sebastian's unexpected move to lend her his gun, it all struck a nerve with Arabella.

In her mind, someone like Miranda should be beneath her, a mere afterthought. She used to be treated like a stray by the Hawke family, only worthy of the scraps Arabella discarded.

Her face flushed red with a mix of anger and disbelief, jealousy practically seeping out of her eyes. Sebastian adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze lingering on the bullseyes peppering the moving targets. He, too, seemed a bit taken aback.

Miranda, unfazed by their questioning looks, handed the pistol back to Sebastian after emptying the magazine. "Thanks."

Sebastian retrieved the gun and passed it to a female attendant standing by, ready to assist him. "Dang, you're a natural! Wanna try a rifle? We've got semi-autos over there," piped up a young man standing next to Sebastian.

Only then did Miranda cast a glance at his way. He had the unmistakable air of wealth, a young playboy, charming in a carefree manner, unlike the more refined and cultured Sebastian.

His eyes sparkled with excitement as if he'd discovered something extraordinary. Miranda neither accepted nor declined. "Maybe next time."

She wasn't there to show off; she just wanted to settle a score for Caius and Hannah. Now that the bet was settled, there was no need to continue.

her nonchalance left the

can handle a rifle

know how to use a

love to

I haven't

the heiress of the Lancaster Group, President Lancaster's

mentor? Would she accept it if I

...

chatter,

the rifle exchanged a knowing glance with Sebastian and then grinned at Miranda. "Alright then, next time, you'll

Sebastian frowned slightly.

"So, does our bet stand? Who's the winner here, you or me?" her tone was calm yet laced

her prowess, her confidence wasn't misplaced. Who wouldn't flaunt such skill? If they had such techniques, they'd strut around like no one could

and Hannah. Hannah stood tall,

coldly, "Yeah, no one's gonna weasel

shifted to Alistair, his sister, and Theo. Even Sebastian and the young man