Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 234 Elian's words made Mr. Ashcroft glance over his shoulder at him.

The kid was sitting there on the couch, cool as a cucumber, with one leg crossed over the other, casually swiping through a 3D hologram only visible from his angle. From any other perspective, it was just a faint glow.

"You're pretty confident, aren't you, kid?" Mr. Ashcroft remarked with a hint of sarcasm. "Just don't go getting too cocky and fall flat on your face."

Elian raised an eyebrow. "Grandpa, do you know why it's hard for those who come later to surpass the ones before?"

Mr. Ashcroft countered, "What do I know? Back in my day, your grandma and I were introduced by a matchmaker. But let me tell you, I was quite the dashing young man, and your grandma was a real beauty."

Talking about the past brought a rare softness to Mr. Ashcroft's rugged face, a glimpse of tenderness.

Because of his demanding job, he was rarely home. His children couldn't understand him and grew distant, especially after their mother's death. They

grew up abroad, they felt a strong connection to their roots and held their grandfather in high esteem, something that gave

Ashcroft's eyes, Elian was different. He wasn't just treated as a grandson;

intensity. "That's because some people fight tooth and nail," he said, each word carrying a sharp edge and a fierce determination. Even with a smile, his possessive nature was

Ashcroft didn't address further; he just shook his head, knowing full well that anyone who dared

back to that day at Miranda's house, where in a cramped corner, he had confessed his feeling's. Honestly, he had never

he had intended to take things slow. But Sebastian's sudden move made

of living on the edge taught him one thing: one couldn't keep the thoughts bottled up. Some things, if left too long,

Miranda thought

liked someone else or not was irrelevant. If she didn't have someone, he'd

he'd simply win her