Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

"You..." Before she could get a word in, Elian had already bundled Miranda into the passenger seat and slammed the door shut. Miranda frowned but remained silent.

The driver's side door closed with a thud. Elian hit the gas, and the car roared to life.

"Where did you think you were going?" Elian's tone was icy, with a hint of arrogant irritation.

Miranda instinctively buckled her seatbelt. Was he really that in tune with her thoughts now?

Elian let out a cold snort, ready to unleash his grievances. "I came to get you myself, and you still tried to run, huh?"

Every word seemed to explode with the intensity of a firecracker.

Miranda was left speechless. Elian glanced sideways at her, noting her docile posture as she sat quietly in the passenger seat, eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Her obedient demeanor doused Elian's anger significantly. Since when had he seen Miranda so "compliant"? It was as if she was deliberately teasing him.

how Elian always seemed to know what she was planning. When did he become so attuned to

intended to escape; under the circumstances, she had been snatched away midway, only to be taken by Elian. If she then asked him to take her home, wouldn't that be a bit too

really think you'd get far on

eyebrow, as

this place is top secret for regular folks. If you left alone, you'd be

knew Miranda understood.

concerned

exposed, Elian should feel the same. By taking her with him,

worried about

maps of the area while masking her IP and found no indication of a

probably existed not just one domestically; there might

and said calmly, "I'm not like

and asked,

steering wheel tightened slightly as he made a turn. He

slightly She looked at Elian's profile, noting his serious