Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 156 With that, Theo hung up the phone abruptly. Not giving up, Arabella dialed his number again, but was met with the stark realization that she'd been blocked.

"Jerk!"

She hurled objects in a fit of rage. Her face was a mask of hysteria and frustration. The household staff, who had been passing by, quickly scurried away from the door, the moment they heard the sound inside. As they retreated down the stairs, they bumped into Mrs. Hawke, who was on her way out.

"Madam."

Grace had also heard the commotion from upstairs. Her expression tightened.

"What a disgraceful thing. Just like her mother, making a scene," she muttered the words with furrowed brows, stepping out the door without a second glance at the chaos unfolding in Arabella's room.

Despite her disdain, Grace hadn't completely written Arabella off yet. Once upon a time, she had adored Arabella, seeing in her a reflection of her younger self. Arabella shared her values, moved in the same social circles, had same tastes, and even donned the same designer outfits.

With years of caring, she naturally favored Arabella. The old Miranda's appearance and the comparison only solidified her belief that Arabella was another version of herself she'd nurtured.

was her blood, yes, but she was totally different from them. Thus, she didn't take a liking for Miranda, not to mention at that time Miranda had even done things that rubbed

And Miranda?

blocked Arabella's number but all

a buddy, nudging Theo's

then, chasing after Arabella. Everyone knew she had those four crazy brothers, but you went for

laughter spread as a few more guys joined

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the drama queen. Anyone who dated her was bound for trouble. Back then, anyone who's

practically nuts."

wild how the Hawke family pampered a fake and ignored their own blood.

it was tough for her. Remember when she was at school with you, Mr. Blackwell?

more they talked, the darker Theo's

of which, wasn't

her down, right? That's Miranda we're talking about, the sharpshooter, a

floor with you there