Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 283

Before anyone could even react, Miranda had already put down the rifle, packed up her things, and turned to Hannah, who was still in shock. "Let's head back," she said.

Hannah clung to Miranda's arm with a playful pout. "Remember, I'm always gonna be your sweet little sis!"

With such an amazing sister, she was determined to be her one and only!

Miranda chuckled. "Alright, go pack your things. It's time to go."

Just then, Timothy returned to the surveillance room. He found Mr. Ashcroft staring intently at the monitor and asked, "Mr. Ashcroft, what are you watching?"

Mr. Ashcroft turned to face Timothy, who had just arrived, with a look of sympathy. "You have no idea what you just missed."

Timothy was puzzled, a frown of confusion on his face. But it seemed Mr. Ashcroft wasn't planning on spilling the beans. His gaze was full of something akin to pity. Timothy was bewildered. What was Mr. Ashcroft keeping under wraps?

Miranda hadn't originally planned on using the sniper rifle, but Timothy's words had reminded her of her skills. So, she decided to indulge herself.

Most people were drawn to the lively sounds of drums and cheers from the other side of the shooting range. As a result, not many people witnessed her expert marksmanship, sparing her the hassle of being surrounded by onlookers.

Hannah, clinging to Miranda, glanced towards the other side of the range, her eyes glinting with curiosity. "Are we just leaving like this? Aren't you gonna check it out, sis?"

"Watch two kids argue?" Miranda thought she'd only fuel their fire if she went over. It was better to stay away.

she was around. It was an old story by now. Still,

day to confess his feelings,

romance never really held much weight in her life. Or

responsibilities, and the men who liked her were like fish in a stream, passing

more than others. She allowed him some leeway because he was

couldn't figure him out and didn't intend

leave, Hannah quickly followed, though her

wanted to see

two left, on the other side of the range, tensions were still high. The bullseye on both targets had hardly had a moment's

smirking chilly. "After all these years, I see you

pistol aside, his voice calm. "Neither have

eyes sharp as ice. "If I had, you'd only see my

just fate," he added, his words layered

military by his family, just like Elian. His shooting skills were

the military, he had

I don't believe in fate," Sebastian replied coolly. Even behind his glasses, the chill of his gaze was

I just want

cold as he continued, "Don't pretend to be a freaking saint. I know exactly who you are.

fall into

won't

family