Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 172 Miranda touched the bridge of her nose, a hint of a smile playing at her lips. Watching Elian fumble around like that gave her the same kind of joy as teasing a puppy.

She had recognized Elian right away. When people knew someone well enough, no disguise could mask their identity from them. None of that TV drama nonsense where a simple change of clothes made someone unrecognizable.

Everyone in this world was unique, with their own distinctive aura and demeanor. For her, identifying someone by their physical presence was second nature.

Elian shoved the box into Miranda's hands, as if it was nothing, even though it was something he'd bought a whopping fifty million dollars.

"Take it," he said, a hint of impatience in his voice. But underlying it was a clear sense that he'd be even more irritated if she refused.

Miranda looked at the box and chuckled.

"Is this how you give a gift?" she specially drawled in a teasing manner.

Elian, who had never really given anyone a gift before, was momentarily flustered by Miranda's question. He wasn't sure if he'd done anything wrong. Trying to cover his awkwardness with a cool demeanor, he asked, "Well, how should I do it then?"

His icy tone was at odds with the uncertain words he was speaking.

Miranda was momentarily at a loss for words. He seemed to be serious about it, she assumed.

Miranda didn't know how to reply. There was some unfathomable emotion bubbling up from inside that made her want to laugh- not in mockery, but out of genuine amusement.

Seeing Miranda's amusement, Elian paused, and then took the box back, his expression serious. "Alright, let me try again."

in the evening air, it sounded as soothing as a gentle

the tender warmth in his voice, he was

million

an issue for me. I only bid on it because I saw you wanted it." To him, fifty million dollars was just a number,

had assumed Elian had bid on the gemstone because he recognized its unique qualities or had some ulterior motive. Otherwise, the gemstone

he urged, frowning

one to be overly sentimental; she

you fifty million, but I can promise you a favor in

to

ask for something in return?" his voice was cool, but his words were anything but. "If I give you something, I'm

removed the

"Thank you then."

her hand touched the gemstone, a rush of energy flowed from it into her hand, a refreshing coolness spreading throughout her body. It was indeed a source stone, not the top-tier kind, but perfect for her needs right

sense something was different about it, he couldn't tell what exactly made it special, nor could he fathom why Miranda desired

contained energy, newly discovered by

though the stones emerged in the market, most likely they'd end up in the pockets of some

energy containing inside hadn't been extracted yet. Hence, with the function of the energy unraveled, the stones didn't reach

extracting

knew about it, then