Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Sebastian's eyes then drifted to Miranda, the light on his glasses glimmering. "I heard Ms. Lavinia Lancaster was back in town today, so I thought I'd stop by. It's been a while since I've caught up with her."

Elian stepped out from behind Miranda, a snort in his voice as he spoke, "If you want to catch up with Ms. Lavinia Lancaster, you should head over to the Lancaster estate. What's the point of being here?"

The air between them was instantly charged with tension. By them standing face

to face, Miranda could almost smell the rivalry crackling in the air.

Sebastian didn't seem bothered, his gaze steady on Miranda as he calmly remarked, "How Ms. Lavinia Lancaster and I keep in touch is none of someone's business. Maybe some folks are just too nosy."

His gaze were soft, yet his words had an edge to them.

"Why did you come back in his car?" Sebastian asked Miranda casually, as if it were a natural question.

Elian frowned. "You talk like you know each other really well."

But Sebastian paid no mind to Elian, his focus solely on Miranda. Miranda answered lightly, "Just ran into him on the way."

Sebastian's lips curled into a slight smile. "Just a coincidence then."

Sebastian's smile grew just a bit wider at that. Just then, the front door swung open, and Lavinia stepped out in her comfy home

scene - Miranda, Elian, and Sebastian standing there like a modern-day

coming out to greet Sebastian. When did her

back, sweetheart! And Eli, too." Lavinia's eyes darted to Miranda, trying

her godmom have dry eyes or something? Lavinia felt at a loss. Looked like her

go inside, she noticed Elian lingering and

flabbergasted. What was that supposed

curiosity. But to the others, it carried a

calm yet pointed, "Why

question with a completely shifted implication. While Miranda's question was innocent without any

forward. "I'm staying for dinner, Ms.

walked in right behind Miranda, as if he owned

quickly added, "Great, let's all have dinner together then. The more,

a word, handing his things to the housekeeper who appeared to take

she murmured to herself, "Hope dinner doesn't turn

them all go inside before approaching