Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 390

Miranda observed the person's expression and movements in front of her, and it seemed they had already guessed what she was thinking. Amused, she touched her nose lightly. The staff at Sebastian's home were quite intriguing.

"Does your young master stay here often?" Miranda asked.

The butler responded as they walked, "Not really. The young master is usually busy with company affairs. However, he makes it a point to visit Miss Everhart at regular intervals each month."

Miranda raised an eyebrow, "Miss Everhart?"

The butler simply smiled and led Miranda further inside without elaborating.

Miranda initially thought that Sebastian would take her directly to see the patient. However, the butler guided her to a beautifully arranged parlor instead. In the center stood a long table, adorned with fresh flowers and an assortment of snacks and fruits. The presentation was exquisite, suggesting a professional hand at work. If she hadn't known better, Miranda might have thought she had stumbled upon a fancy brunch gathering. Apart from that, everything else was tastefully minimalistic.

"Ms. Lancaster, if you're hungry, please help yourself. The young master will be with you shortly," the butler said with a polite smile.

say he was already waiting for me?" Where

arrived.

Miranda nodded, "Understood."

the spread before her and decided to help herself. She picked up a banana, peeled it, and started

was sweeter and had a better texture. Where was it grown? She suddenly had the urge to start a fruit garden on the estate. Mia and Cecilia had recently started a vegetable patch; perhaps they wouldn't mind adding some fruits to their list. The irrigation system was already in place, after all-might as well make full use

her second banana, Sebastian finally appeared.

carried

up to see

girl who seemed about thirteen or fourteen. The girl appeared timid, and if Miranda hadn't been able to deduce her bone age, she might have assumed the girl was closer to ten. She seemed to have developed later than her peers, appearing smaller and more fragile. Her face was pale, and her features had altered slightly, diverging from what they might have originally been. Yet, she wasn't unattractive. In fact, she had a doll-like beauty. Her eyes were an unusual shade of

a child. Seeing her in person, it was clear she was a young girl on the cusp of

circumstances, she could discern familial ties, but the girl's