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.

Some folks even stopped their own activities, just listening

removed her ear protection and glanced in the direction Timothy had gone. "Who

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Hannah blinked, "Huh?"

Not just that, if Miranda claimed him to be

dress like that?" Hannah mused,

her sister was so good at making money; she had him delivering cash. Miranda felt amazed at Hannah's bewilderment but didn't bother explaining. Trying to

range was still buzzing with the sound of music

way to the solitary sniper section. It was the only spot on the range designated for

visits, Miranda hadn't seen anyone else use this

too specialized for the casual shooter, who

a bit of showmanship. No one wanted to embarrass

murmuring, "Ace

fingers danced over the control panel, triggering the automatic targets. ahead to shift.

she had ten seconds to fire-miss that window,

the lanes moved, it caught the attention

sniper setup was notorious for its difficulty and rarely touched, making it quite the spectacle

with familiarity. She recalled how, in her past life; her family had tossed her into military training, where her precision

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with her family, vowing never

leaving, she hadn't