Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 280

Before Elian left, he glanced at Miranda, tugging his lips, his voice softening. "Wifey, why don't you enjoy yourself for a bit?"

Miranda was left speechless. Was he getting a bit too comfortable with that?

Hannah wanted to say something but held her tongue. Sebastian didn't utter a word, but just strode off toward the shooting range.

Watching him leave, Elian finally turned and followed, a cold smile playing on his lips. Once they were out of sight, Hannah found her voice.

"They… they…" she stammered, pointing first at Elian and then at Sebastian.

Miranda walked over to the ammo station. "To be honest, I barely know them."

Hannah scurried to keep up. "Then why does Mr. Elian Ashcroft call you…"

Miranda cut her off, "He's just got a big mouth."

Hannah was at a loss. Honestly, whether it was in Virell or Zephra, Miranda was probably the only one daring enough to speak of Mr. Elian Ashcroft like that.

In the surveillance room, Timothy couldn't help but give Mr. Ashcroft a thumbs-up as he watched Miranda and Hannah alone on the screen.

"Brilliant," he praised. Truly, the older, the wiser.

Yet, the speed at which Elian appeared was astonishing. Did he fly over here or what? That was just insanely fast.

It was the first time he'd seen Elian and Sebastian bicker like school kids. And to witness this legendary figure acting like this was a sight to behold.

To an outsider, he might seem like just another spoiled rich kid. Who would guess that this rebellious young man had the entire military's most stubborn "hardliners" eating out of his hand, following his every command?

"Mr. Ashcroft, there's something I'd like to say, but I'm not sure if I should."

Mr. Ashcroft replied, "Spit it out."

Timothy hesitated for a second before uttering, "I don’t think Mr. Elian Ashcroft is in a pretty good state now."

Mr. Ashcroft shot him a sideways glance. "Then you must not have seen what he was like three years ago."

Timothy stayed silent; he hadn't seen Elian three years ago. But he knew that if the higher-ups were willing to let him leave, he must have gone through something unimaginable.

"Before this year, this kid was a real firecracker. In Zephra, anyone who even slightly misstepped and fell into his hands had no good ending," Mr. Ashcroft sighed.

Over the past three years, Elian had almost completely cleaned house in Zephra. Outsiders thought he was just ruthless.