Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 110

Arabella never expected Lysander to treat her like this.

"Are you yelling at me?" Arabella was both angry and hurt. "I got the plastic surgery so I wouldn't embarrass you, so people wouldn't compare me to the Zades. Have I done it wrong?"

Lysander frowned, feeling a pang of guilt upon seeing Arabella's state.

He shouldn't have spoken to her in that tone.

"I'm sorry, my attitude was bad," Lysander apologized, trying to soothe Arabella. "I was just upset because of Miranda.'

Arabella wiped her tears and fell silent, though inside, she was seething with hatred for Miranda, wishing she would just die instantly.

Meanwhile, Miranda returned to the lounge and had some fruit. As her phone buzzed, she picked it up, only to hear Marion's voice sounding like a firecracker ready to explode.

"Could you dial it down, could you? Are you trying to paralyse our PR department? And who on earth is this X topping the charts?!"

Miranda held the phone away from her ear; if Marion were in front of her, she imagined he'd be spouting on without stopping.

Once Marion had finished his tirade, Miranda put the phone back to her ear.

"X on the charts?"

Marion replied, "Never mind, you probably don't know. Maybe it's some rich guy with too much money to burn. I'm telling you again, do whatever you want, just don't ruin the company. Otherwise, we'll all be ending up on street!"

Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry, we won't."

Even if the company went under, she had money.

Marion, being the business-obsessed guy he was, couldn't bear the thought of the

more

rant, couldn't help but ask, "Miranda, do you

dramatic gesture of cutting her throat, her

"He

just having a business-brained meltdown. The company

then taking a sip from the iced coffee

hands together and looked at Miranda with a starry-eyed admiration. Miranda took another sip.

rosy with excitement, gushed, "Miranda, you're my idol! You totally roasted the Hawke siblings on stage, and they haven't looked happy

like a dream. She almost thought there would be a live broadcast

words hadn't led to a social

get

those siblings often bully others. I had a friend who went to school with Arabella and ended up forcefully

they're praised like royalty, especially Arabella. Their wealth and influence mean any dirt on them

this, Miranda glanced at

a fleeting

smiled again, her innocent, doll-like face beaming. "That's why seeing you put them in their place was so

looked at Wendy for a moment. "That friend of

as she began tidying up Miranda's

we grew up

But she made a mental note. She picked up

shot a

into my assistant Wendy's

instantly,

her phone and