Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 145

"No idea, but I suspect it's the handiwork of a PR firm."

Sebastian tugged his lips, his gaze cool. “I got it. You can leave us.”

The subordinate pressed, “About who’s behind this...”

Sebastian responded, "Just leave it."

"Understood."

Then he backed out of the room, his demeanour respectful.

Jasper touched his face for the wounds. "Sebastian, are you really into that girl, huh?"

Jasper had always thought Sebastian might just be mildly interested in Miranda. After all, the Sebastian he knew, even if there was someone he fancied, it wouldn’t likely be the adorable type.

Miranda was gorgeous but barely a Lolita.

Sebastian was already exuding the vibe of a powerful CEO at a young age; his composed personality made people often overlook his actual age.

Despite his youthful charm, there was still six years of age gap between Sebastian and Miranda, it was enough to raise some eyebrows.

Jasper had always imagined Sebastian would go for someone more sophisticated, a classic beauty.

Sebastian shot Jasper a sidelong glance. "What, are you planning to report this to Elian?"

Meanwhile, thanks to some drama involving the whole "real vs. fake heiress" situation and some scandalous rumors about the Hawke brothers, the Hawke family had to launch a massive PR campaign.

They released a statement acknowledging Arabella as their adopted daughter, affirming her place in the family, and clarifying that Miranda was their biological daughter. They spun it perfunctorily as a simple misunderstanding, claiming that they’d treated Arabella as their own, and Miranda was just feeling a bit exasperated and jealous.

Arabella, too, posted, “Sorry to disappoint everyone.”

Her fans were devastated. Many who had admired her for her supposed status as the cherished heiress turned their backs, feeling betrayed.

“I can’t believe the heiress I admired was a fake all along! I feel like being deceived.”

“A cherished and pampered heiress, huh? Everything was a lie. It’s like I’ve been living a dream.” “Pretending to be something you’re not! Those ‘brothers’ you flaunted aren't even yours. How can you live with yourself? Aren’t you feel sorry to Miranda?”