Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

From that moment on, their hearts began to let go of their prejudices against Miranda.

They officially introduced themselves to Miranda.

"I'm Rodney Sullivan. You can just call me Rod, Miranda."

"I'm Alan Cooper. Everyone calls me Alan."noveldrama

"I'm Henry Lancaster."

The three of them stood in front of Miranda, earnestly introducing themselves.

Jasper and Carter exchanged a glance.

Both of them had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

Carter hadn't expected that these guys, when they weren't being obnoxious, could actually be quite normal. And as he looked at Miranda, there was a newfound sense of admiration. What had started as mere fondness and friendliness had now grown into something more.

Jasper, on the other hand, was thinking about how Miranda had actually managed to tame these rowdy guys. They were known as troublemakers, always stirring up chaos with their aggressive strain.

Ever since Elian left, no one had been able to keep them in check. The only person they somewhat feared was Sebastian when the latter came to Virell, but since Sebastian had moved to Zephra years ago and rarely returned, they had become increasingly unruly.

But here was Miranda, having miraculously brought them to heel. It wasn't easy to win over Hugo and his crew. Clearly, Miranda had given them a run for their money.

After the little racing episode, with Miranda having had her fill of laps around the track, Jasper continued to show them around the club. The trio eagerly followed, excited about their newfound "boss", wanting to spend more time getting to know her.

With their prejudices set aside, Miranda seemed to grow in stature in their eyes. After all, she had single-handedly taken them all down! That was extraordinary! Her racing skills were something they could only dream of matching. Rescuing someone on the track was just the cherry on top, and they couldn't fault her character either. She was someone worth being fascinated by.

So much so that they had completely forgotten about Hugo, who was still nursing his wounds in the medical room.

As they continued their tour of the club, the trio stuck close, and it led them to witness even more of Miranda's impressive skills.

In the billiards room, Jasper extended an invitation. "Miranda, want to play a few rounds?"

"Sure," Miranda replied.

The moment Miranda picked up the cue and lined up her shot, it was game over for everyone else. They finally understood what it meant to clear the table with one shot.

At the stables, Alan doubted that Miranda's equestrian skills could be just as impressive. "Fancy a ride? A couple of laps?"

Being impressive was one thing, but excelling in every aspect? He remained skeptical.

"Sure," was Miranda's response.

Watching her gallop effortlessly while Alan struggled to keep up from behind was

a sight to behold. Brian and Henry couldn't help but marvel.

"How does she know everything?"

"And she's this good at horse riding too?"

Miranda never boasted or brought up her skills. If they hadn't invited her to

Shop these activities, they would

never have known just how skilled she was.

Carter was just as awestruck for he didn't know Miranda quite well. The more he learned about her, the more he felt like her brilliance was ever-increasing.

Even though Jasper hadn't seen all of Miranda's talents before, he played the part

of the wise old sage, chuckling. "Have you guys seen her shoot?"

They all shook their heads. Although they had been to the shooting range before, they hadn't seen Miranda in action.

Jasper raised an eyebrow. "I have. It's not even on the same level as us. Just wait till you see it."

He left it at that, not wanting to spoil the surprise. It was much more thrilling to witness it firsthand.

Though Elian and Sebastian were also skilled marksmen, Miranda's style was unmatched in its flair.

Hearing Jasper's words piqued their curiosity even more. Could it be true? Was Miranda also a sharpshooter?

Their admiration for Miranda seemed to gain even more value.

When Hugo found out that Miranda had toured the club with them, and that Alan and the others had

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witnessed her other talents, he was visibly displeased. fo

That evening, he vented his frustration in their WhatsApp group chat.

"You guys went out with her and didn't invite me??

Why was I left out?

Is my injury that bad? Couldn't you have at least called me?

Bunch of jerks! Say something! You've ditched me for Miranda?

Spill it, are you guys chatting with her behind my back?? Do you have your own separate group now?"