Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 282

Mr. Ashcroft had known Miranda for quite some time now. He was well aware that despite her youthful appearance, she was as sharp as a tack.

But honestly, if people didn't know her, they could easily be taken in by her innocent and pretty façade.

Timothy mused for a moment. "You're right, it's quite the tough decision for you. Don't worry, I'll handle it. I'll have a chat with Beck. Once everything's settled, I'll get back to you."

Miranda flashed a charming smile. "Thank you, Mr. Temple.”

Miranda's politeness eased the discontent Timothy had felt for her earlier nonchalant attitude. Perhaps she was just a young girl with not much life experience, overwhelmed by the situation, he assumed.

After their chat, Timothy settled the payment for Miranda's company, as agreed. While doing so, Timothy started wondering if Mr. Ashcroft had been pulling his leg all along, suggesting that money would sway this girl.

Honestly, with her sweet nature, she'd probably be accommodating even without the cash. Yet, here he was, out of pocket by quite a bit.

Sure, he had a good amount saved with nowhere to spend it, but that didn't mean he didn't feel the pinch.

Miranda watched Timothy leave with a spring in her step. Who would've thought someone would just hand her cash like that?

A simple chat netted her tens of thousands. She wouldn't mind more opportunities like this. Mr. Temple was quite the gentleman, much better than Beck.

Shortly after Timothy left, the loudspeakers crackled to life with a lively tune, more intense this time. The shooting range on the other side seemed to be buzzing with activity.

After all, it was a rare event where the two top shots were squaring off with real ammo for the first time.

send admiration their way. Some folks even stopped their own

in the direction Timothy had gone. "Who was

replied, "A

Hannah blinked, "Huh?"

Miranda's words. Not just that, if Miranda claimed him to be a reincarnated

cash cows always dress like that?" Hannah

had him delivering cash. Miranda felt amazed at Hannah's bewilderment but didn't bother explaining. Trying to explain might make Hannah seem even more

side of the range was still buzzing with the sound

the range designated for sniper rifles. Though it

her visits, Miranda hadn't seen anyone else use

rifles were too specialized for the casual shooter, who solely came for

wanted to embarrass themselves

approached, murmuring,

over the control panel, triggering the automatic targets. ahead to shift. The ten

to the sniper rules, she had ten seconds to fire-miss that

was a bust. As the lanes moved, it caught the attention of some

setup was notorious for its difficulty and rarely touched, making

her family had tossed her into military training, where her precision was honed from years of practicing with throwing

QUMS

was quickly snatched up by a commanding

left, that officer had quite the row with her family, vowing never to train another heir from them again, too tempted by talent he

she hadn't touched a