Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 248 Sebastian left the film set, sliding into the sleek car waiting for him outside, flanked by his ever-present bodyguards. They were heading straight to the Everhart Group headquarters, and Sebastian in the car, pressing his lips into a chilly line, gazed coldly over ahead.

After a prolonged while, he removed his glasses, closed his eyes, and muttered under his breath, "That shameless bastard, why didn't he just stay gone instead of coming back?"

His words slipped out from those well-shaped thin lips which belonged to this stoic charming man. The recent upheaval in his company's affairs and the sudden change in the shooting schedule left little doubt in his mind about who was behind it all.

He had pulled a few strings to get involved in this shoot, only to find out someone else was playing an even dirtier game. In such a circumstance, he had no option but to leave.

Meanwhile, at Zephra's shooting range, Jasper watched in awe as Elian efficiently handled his phone call and returned to his target practice as if nothing had happened.

"Seriously, Elian, you just let Sebastian walk away like that?"

Elian, chin lifted, pulled the trigger, sending a bullet straight into the bullseye. The acrid smell of gunpowder hung in the air, thrilling the rest of the customers who were in a mix of excitement and obsession.

cold smirk. "If he wants to steal from someone, he'd

loss for words. It wasn't like Miranda and Elian had any official ties, so Sebastian's interest in her wasn't exactly

wouldn't bring himself to comment; he knew Elian, and if he had his sights set on someone, it was as good as his already. To Elian, anything

not around anymore?" Jasper couldn't

wouldn't stick around Zephra forever. There would come a time when Elian's presence wasn't a given. What if Miranda ran off with someone else when

his gun, "You know how people walk

reacted, "Walk them? Sure, you just take them out with a leash. I have eight

leash is on, neither the dog nor

utterly taken aback. "Wait, are you saying you're treating

another moving target. "No,

another perfect shot,