Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Other than this one particularly long treatment session, Miranda thought she'd be out of there in no time for her future visits.

So, no need to stay here long-term.

Elian seemed to like the sound of that; his mood visibly improved.

Sebastian didn't respond to her statement directly but instead asked, "So, about what I asked earlier, can you help me out with that?"

Elian, though not interrupting, seemed more alert now.

Miranda knew he was referring to helping him root out a mole.

She nodded, "Sure. When?"

A slow smile spread across Sebastian's face, "I'll arrange a time and let you know."

"Alright." Miranda was about to leave but paused to remind him, "Don't forget the doctor's orders—especially the dietary restrictions and activity limitations."

Sebastian assured her, "I've got it all noted."

"Good."

With that, Miranda turned to leave, instinctively pulling her hand from Elian's grasp. She wasn't used to walking hand-in-hand with anyone.

But as soon as she did, Elian caught her hand again, leading her to her car. Sebastian had already ensured her car was parked right by the exit.

Miranda half-expected Elian to pull one of his stunts-like calling a tow truck to whisk her car away.

She asked, "You driving or am I?”

She preferred to drive herself, but Elian could be persistent.

She realized she'd changed a bit-considering his preferences.

Elian took the keys, opened the passenger door for her, and waited until she was

settled before walking around to the driver's side.

Once inside, Miranda asked, "Where's your car?"

Elian's expression soured a bit. "I called a tow truck."

His tone was a little frosty.

Miranda was puzzled.

"So, you're not towing my car this time?"

Elian glanced at Sebastian in the rearview mirror, a slight smirk appearing, though his words

sounded a bit childish, "Just

to drive your car." fo

Miranda turned to him.

"Are you upset?"

She wasn't oblivious; she could tell something was bothering him.

But she couldn't figure out why.

She was staying temporarily at Sebastian's; there wasn't any reason to be upset about that, right?

He came to pick her up, didn't he?

As he drove, Elian spoke as if nothing was wrong, "Not at all. Why would I be upset?"

Miranda just stared at him.

upset

Elian ced, "Why would I be it was official etnoveldrama

Sebastian posting a

picture of you on Facebook,

Miranda blinked, "Official what?"

Elian didn't answer, simply muttering, "And I wouldn't be upset about you staying

next to his room either."

Miranda sighed.

Elian let out a soft, dramatic sigh, "I don't have the right to be upset."

Then his voice softened, "Just a bit unhappy."

His shifting tone made Miranda chuckle.

If he were genuinely angry, she'd probably ignore him.

But Elian seemed to know precisely what made her tick.

He always knew.

She reached out and poked his cheek.

The sudden move made Elian hit the brakes hard.

Luckily, Miranda was firmly seated, so the sudden stop didn't throw her off balance.

Elian turned to her, a hint of annoyance on his handsome face, eyes locked onto hers.

Miranda laughed, “I didn't know

about the picture. He told me it was

unintentional, but people

"

Elian clenched his jaw, "And you just believe him?"