Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 111

“Where's My "Mirseb"?”

“What the heck? The couple name's already out?”

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Miranda returned to the seat, where Sebastian was waiting for her. Sitting there, Sebastian seemed out of place compared to everyone around him. Yet, he had this undeniable aura that drew all eyes to him. Even the audience hoped the camera would linger a bit longer on him.

As soon as Miranda came back, Sebastian's gaze fell on her. In fact, the studio was now left with just the three of them as guests.

After the two teams had picked their members, they were in for a phase of bonding, joint training, and strategy planning. All of these would be broadcasted live, with Miranda and the others providing real-time commentary.

The host initially intended to interview Miranda but probably feared she'd say something too bold, so he turned to Sebastian instead.

"Mr. Everhart, what are your thoughts on the team selections? Do you have any favorites among them?"

Sebastian moved his lips in a slight, formal manner. "No, I don't."

He only answered the last question, clearly not in the mood to elaborate. After responding, Sebastian glanced at Miranda purposefully.

"Do you have someone you like?"

Yes, it was Sebastian who asked this. The host thought he might have misheard or that Sebastian misspoke. The host smiled. "What about you, Miranda?"

The viewers online were buzzing.

“Did Mr. Everhart just ask that???”

“He asked if she has someone she likes??”

“???”

“!!!”

The chat was filled with question marks and exclamation points.

Miranda heard Sebastian's question and wondered if he had been paid by the producers to stir up gossip. She smiled lightly. "I don't either."

Sebastian gently adjusted his glasses, hiding a slightly raised brow. The host quickly steered the conversation. "While you might not have favorites now, perhaps after watching their matches, you'll be won over. Now, let's check on how the two teams are preparing!"

A large screen appeared on the stage before Miranda, showing the live preparation of the two teams. According to their competition's rules, these preparation sessions would be broadcast for a couple of days, building enough excitement and tension before the final live matches.

Elian's brows furrowed deeper. The chat was now filled with comments pairing Miranda and Sebastian, which only irked him further.

"Are those two PR firms just loafing around?"

Elian's sudden remark startled Mr. West. Seeing the comments on the tablet, Frank understood immediately. Mr. Ashcroft was annoyed by what he saw. He quickly excused himself to handle it.

Once Frank left, Elian withdrew his gaze from the screen and looked across at Mr. West, who immediately sat up straight, a nervous smile plastered on his face. "Mr. Ashcroft, I’m all ears."

"I've reviewed the proposal. Do it over," Elian's tone conveyed his displeasure clearly.

Yet, Mr. West felt relieved at the attitude, grateful that Elian wasn't taking his frustration out on him. He quickly responded, "Of course."