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Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 127
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Chapter 127 Miranda was visibly impatient. "Oh, cut the act. You'll have plenty more to cry about soon enough." Lysander glared at her, teeth clenched and enunciated each word, "Do you have any idea what consequences your words and actions will bring?" Miranda, uninterested in wasting there, ignored Lysander and turned to Sebastian. "Are you still interested in watching their little performance?" Sebastian adjusted his glasses, masking the thoughts swirling in his eyes. Despite the tense scene unfolding before him, he remained remarkably composed, exuding a calm, collected demeanor.

As soon as the words left her mouth, Miranda spun on her heel and headed for the door. Sebastian cast a glance at the sibling pair before he turned and followed her out.

Once outside, Sebastian asked out of curiosity, "What did you mean by 'plenty more to cry about'?" Miranda raised an eyebrow. "You'll see soon." Sebastian was intrigued.

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"Do you know the best way to destroy someone?" Miranda asked casually.

Sebastian's deep-set eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's to take away what they care about most," Miranda said, a wicked smile spreading across her lips. "That's the ultimate punishment, wouldn't you agree?" Sebastian simply watched her, remaining silent, though his eyes betrayed a ripple of certain emotion. "Of course, I think someone like Mr. Everhart," Miranda's gaze locked onto his, her smile sweet. "would understand that better than I do." It was a sweet smile, yet her eyes chilly to the bones. Her seemingly innocent smile masked an ability to see right through people, penetrating their very souls.

A moment later, Sebastian's lips curved into a smile. "You never fail to surprise me." He paused, his gaze dripping with intense feeling as it settled on her, his voice soft and warm. "I'm so happy." Miranda furrowed her brows, not quite grasping his meaning, when Wendy rushed over in a hurry.

The director and the show's producer had seen them leave but dared not approach, fearing Miranda's wrath. This heiress wast not someone they could push around like the typical celebri they could make or break those, but someone like her could cost them their jobs.

"Miranda! Are you okay? They didn't give you any trouble, did they?" Wendy asked, her voice full of concern. She had been watching the live feed backstage and wanted to intervene but was stopped by the director who was trying to disperse the crowd.

Miranda chuckled. "Do I look like someone who's been bullied?" Wendy sighed in relief, and then grabbed Miranda's arm. "Con, let's go. There are tons of paparazzi and fans swarming the place. We'll leave through the other side." Miranda followed Wendy, waving a quick goodbye to the director and Sebastian. The director gave a polite nod and exhaled deeply. Finally, the storm had passed.

Who would have thought Ms. Lancaster was actually the daughter of the Hawke family. Talk about . The director could already picture the frenzy in the production group chat later that night, everyone bombarding him with questions.

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Sebastian's assistant approached him, whispering, "Sir, are you okay?" Concern tinged his voice.

Watching Miranda disappear from view, Sebastian moved his lips, his voice cool. "Nothing to worry about. Just witnessed quite the show." Meanwhile, as those paparazzi and fans gathered outside the studio, the Zades were craning their necks, looking around expectantly.

"Hey, boy, remember that actress

you like? Keep an eye out for her. Then tell your sister to introduce her to you as a girlfriend." Ethan said, rubbing his hands together with a mix of excitement and a touch of sleaze.

Luna smacked him lightly. "That's for our son. Don't get any funny ideas!" Adam grinnedon't worry, I'll remember. I'll tell my sister."

They had heard Arabella was attending a show here and were eager to catch smoments ofspotlight To them, the rules of the upper class were foreign, but they understood that fbrought attention and no matter what they do, money would be sent their way. A famous actress as a daughter-in-law would be quite the feather in their cap.

As soon as the crowd spotted the Zades, they rushed over, leaving the tstartled by the overwhelming attention.