Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 349

For Carter, Miranda was the only person he knew. She meant more to him than anyone else ever could.

He'd rather see anyone else in danger than Miranda.

As soon as Miranda noticed the rescue team arriving, she let go of Hugo, who had been leaning heavily on her. Without her support, he collapsed into the arms of the rescuers.

The team swiftly lifted him onto a stretcher, ready to rush him off for a check-up. But Hugo was having none of it, protesting loudly and trying to get down.

Jasper barked at the rescuers, "Hold him down! Don't let him go until he's been checked out!"

Obediently, they pinned Hugo down, making sure he couldn't move.

After issuing his orders, Jasper turned his attention back to Miranda. "Do you want to get checked out too? Are you feeling okay?"

Carter chimed in, "Yeah, are you sure you're alright?"

Miranda shook her head. "I'm fine. Besides, did you forget? I'm a doctor myself." Of course, she was fine.

Carter couldn't help but grumble, "Why did you save him? You almost got yourself in trouble. He's not exactly someone decent."

Miranda's lips curled into a smile. "I wasn't in any real danger, and besides, he didn't have to die."

As a doctor, she was used to the cycle of life and death. But if someone didn't need to die, she'd do everything in her power to save them.

It wasn't about being a saint; it was about doing what she could within her ability.

And most importantly, this guy didn't deserve to die. Since the moment when he got riled up for her not making any safety precautions before racing, she figured he wasn't inherently wicked.

he didn't instruct his people to attack her. He was more bark than bite, often resorting to

saved him. Simple as

expressions were a complex;

noticing the bruises and one of them with a cast

be they had been

hesitantly spoke

He trailed off, uncertain.

in smoothly, "How about calling

in surprise. Carter was taken

That direct, huh?

Surely they wouldn't.

straight

force of their voices was

felt her brow twitch. "You guys make it sound like

how they called her were more like

she hadn't expected them to

the friends, looking like he

we lost

bet

and square. From

Youn

humble follower!"

holding a grudge. You're

Mr. Bartley.

they were people who could accept defeat. Refusing to honor a bet

but so was keeping