Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 386

Sebastian stood frozen in place, his voice cutting like a cold wind. "And you think your little tricks are amusing?"

Elian didn't bother denying his actions. "I find them quite entertaining," he replied with a grin, a trace of victorious satisfaction in his tone.

He sometimes thought of himself as a bit of a scoundrel, but so what? He was getting closer to his goal, and there was no way he'd back down in front of someone eyeing the woman he adored. He intended to make it clear that the competition was over before it began. He couldn't afford to feel uneasy, even in the military, worrying someone might swoop in and steal his girl.

Sebastian adjusted his glasses, his face set in a cool, hard expression that could chill a glass of whiskey. "It's not over till it's over, Elian. How do you know you've won?"

Elian met his gaze, steady and unyielding. "I'll always be the winner."

Sebastian smirked, glancing back briefly. "You think you're worthy of her? Using playground tactics in front of her, don't you feel ashamed?"

Elian's eyes iced over. "I'm more than worthy!"

Their stares clashed like swords, each recognizing the challenge in the other's eyes.

"Elian, your luck won't last forever," Sebastian muttered darkly before turning on his heel, heading towards his car.

Elian watched him go, his gaze cold as winter. It wasn't until Sebastian vanished from sight that he turned his attention to the sprawling estate. That guy was clearly after Miranda.

their youth, but his dislike for Sebastian wasn't just about their rivalry. It was the duplicity in Sebastian's nature that bothered him. Despite this, Elian had always maintained a 'live and let live' approach. Yet he knew there were murky secrets within the Everhart family, whispers he had only partially heard. That's why

from Sebastian, arranging a consultation. [Sorry, I didn't mention it earlier. I'd prefer

understood, respecting his wish for privacy. She replied with a simple emoji before setting her phone down. But almost immediately, Elian's messages began popping up on

[Wife.]

in your

[What are you doing?]

sick

comfortable before replying. By the time she returned, Elian

[Just curious, that's all.]

[I'm not jealous.]

not mad at me,

wouldn't get upset over

maybe I'm a

he hurt your

like that

him a jab

I'm not jealous because he

[Where did you go?]

sighed. Since when had