Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

It all happened so fast that even if the manager wanted to call security, it would have been too late.

Two burly bodyguards lunged at Miranda. Carter was about to step in and help when he saw it happen. Just as the first bodyguard was about to grab Miranda's shoulder, her hand shot out, snatching his wrist with lightning speed.

A sharp crack echoed through the room, followed by the bodyguard's agonized scream, leaving everyone wide-eyed in disbelief.

While they were still processing what happened, the other bodyguard suddenly let out a cry of pain, collapsing to his knees, clutching his side as if in excruciating agony, completely unable to rise.

The bodyguard with the broken wrist wore a look of terror as he glanced at his fallen comrade, bewildered by how this woman managed to take them down so effortlessly.

He gritted his teeth, ready to attack Miranda again. But as he swung, Miranda deftly sidestepped, avoiding the blow.

"Ahhhh!" he screamed again, collapsing to the floor in pain, just like his partner.

Miranda looked down at the two writhing men with a calm, emotionless gaze. "Forgot to mention, coming at me has its costs."

Carter was utterly stunned. How on earth did Miranda do that?

"What did you do to them?!" Hugo demanded, both shocked and furious.

equally taken aback.

her voice cool,

done was strike a few pressure points, leaving

stared at her for a moment, sizing her

even with the Lancaster family backing you, there are

he said, his words

wild," he kept on in a frigid tone. “Cause

faces as they shot appraising glances at Miranda, trying

newsflash, Miranda's our friend

bold male voice rang out. A group of guys approached, positioning themselves beside Miranda. They were familiar faces to her-the same rich kids she'd met at the shooting range in Zephra. Over time, they'd become quite friendly, and she'd even given them some shooting pointers. Miranda was pleasantly surprised to see them standing up

is. It's ridiculous you're picking a fight

as her," one of the

to mess with her, you'll have

"Damn right!"

boys formed a protective line in

in disbelief,

face

standed with mockery. "You're

up for her? What, did she charm you

of