Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 257

In the past, Miranda only remembered seeing Alistair with this kind of attitude when he was around Arabella.

But the Alistair standing before her now made her feel as repulsed as if someone had just dropped a rotten egg in front of her. This disgust was different from what she felt for Dorian.

Alistair, who had sent his own sister to jail, breaking the law while pretending to be her savior, only to stab her in the back. Outwardly noble, he upheld the so-called law and morality. Yet, he was the worst kind of filth.

"Make amends for the rest of your life?" Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Are you talking about your life in prison? Are you planning to send me regards from there or write me a letter?"

Alistair choked on his words, his face fell, and a flicker of guilt and discomfort crossed his expression.

"You're a lawyer; you should be able to calculate how many years you'll get, right?"

Miranda's smile was dazzling, but Alistair didn't feel even a hint of warmth from it. It was more like she was watching a pathetic show, mocking him.

Her beauty was like a poppy flower, enchanting yet deadly. He swayed slightly, taking a deep breath to steady himself.

"You know, back then, I had no other choice. I admit, I was out of my mind to do such a thing. I misunderstood you and judged Arabella wrong. If I had known earlier..."

Miranda cut him off sharply, "Misunderstood? You mean you weren't fabricating evidence to frame me to protect Arabella? What are you pretending? I pinned all my hopes on you, Alistair, asked you to clear my name. What did you say?"

froze, memories of that

with fear. It wasn't until she saw him that a glimmer of hope

called out to him, her voice trembling. "Alistair, please help me, I didn't do it, I'm

time, he had said, "Don't call me like that. I never acknowledged you as my sister. Remember your place;

to call me Alistair! Have you forgotten your place?

lawyer brother. She thought that no matter how much her brothers

believed her, surely they knew she was

to be abandoned by her family and sentenced to two

ran cold, and she felt herself plummeting into a

hope in you on that witness stand, and you, as you solidified my guilt, did you ever see my despair? When I cried and begged, your cold eyes implied that you wanted me to die. Do you know you were killing

culprit! So, you see, it

to a flicker of hope and luck,

his regret was a five before, it was now reaching an eight or nine after hearing what Miranda

cover and

and retreating

her

don't you want to listen now? What's wrong? Realizing your

Alistair heard each word, it felt like a dagger carving into his