Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 422

Miranda was, in all honesty, just a regular person.

When it came to Elian, as a boyfriend, he actually ticked a lot of boxes.

What came next-that was a problem for Future Miranda.

Still, this was her first time really giving this kind of thing a shot.

In her last life, she'd spent most of her time hustling.

She'd carried more than her fair share of responsibilities for someone so young, and almost every waking moment was focused on herself and her goals.

As the heir to NexMed Labs a family legacy stretching back a thousand years— she needed to keep her grip on that position. Talent was only part of it; she had to work even harder for everything else.

Sure, plenty of people had tried to win her over. She'd just never cared enough to notice.

Speaking of her would-be suitors...

She pulled out her phone and scrolled back to the file Charles had sent her.

There was also a new, unread email.

Charles had sent over a fresh autopsy report.

"Couldn't get the sample. It's locked down. But hey, maybe try staking out the next murder scene?" Charles's message had that signature dark humor of his.

Miranda opened the report, reading it as she headed back to her room.

Honestly, after seeing Susie Everhart's case, she didn't really need the sample or the report anymore.

But she still read it, carefully.

The autopsy was top-notch-done by a big-name forensic pathologist.

course, reports like this were never made public. This one was even

get his hands on it? That

must have had a world-class hacker on his

suspicions, lining up perfectly with what she'd found in her own

now she

guy from Crow's Eye was

of the curse in Susie's

Everhart

just been voodoo showing up, she wouldn't

was a parallel of her own-most of the

threw her off was

this particular

she had a bit of

followed

now, the museum was hosting a

Crow really

probably

it really was

but feel a

Charles's email and shot him a quick "Got

bed, Elian

time we meet, will you

the message for a

Another message popped up.

don't want to, I'll just kiss you

her eyebrows and

reply, his grin stretched wider than a slice of watermelon at a Fourth

like a kid in a candy store, Mr. Ashcroft

waste any

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