Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 240

Hannah never really liked the Hawke family. They were the epitome of high society, always marketing themselves in the most ostentatious ways.

And Dorian? He never left a good impression. In fact, all four of the Hawke brothers rubbed her the wrong way. They acted like Arabella was the center of the universe.

Sure, protecting the sister was understandable, but these guys took it to a whole new, brainless level. Plus, ever since Hannah discovered Miranda’s connection to the Hawke family, her dislike for them intensified.

Her admiration for Miranda was so deep that she was practically itching to confront the Hawkes on her sister's behalf.

Dorian's face had turned a sickly shade, but perhaps in an effort to avoid conflict, he chose not to argue with Hannah. Instead, he turned to Miranda, his voice laced with concern. "Are you okay?"

Seeing Miranda’s lack of reaction, Dorian added in a serious tone, "I happened to be passing by and saw Adam causing you trouble."

Miranda looked at the cup of coffee in front of her, a slight smirk playing on her lips.

Hannah glanced at Dorian, and for the first time, she thought she sensed a hint of unease in the young CEO.

Dorian paused for a few seconds. "Arabella has left the Hawke family."

Miranda raised an eyebrow with a smile. "Oh, and why should that matter to me?"

She fixed her gaze on Dorian and continued, "And tell me, Mr. Hawke, are you so free these days? 'Happened to be passing by'? Or did you happen to stage Adam's little performance?"

The idea that Dorian would just randomly appear here was beyond belief. Everyone knew someone like him, a wealthy heir, preferred exclusive clubs, his office, or high-end gatherings.

He wasn’t the type to wander aimlessly around the streets. Besides, Miranda had done her homework. She knew his habits well, especially when she asked William to direct the Zade family trio to confront the four brothers for money.

Unless there was some special reason, Dorian would never be in a place like this. Dorian’s slight change in expression, which signified that he wasn’t planning to explain, confirmed her suspicions.

She chuckled dryly. "So it is true, huh? Don't you think these tactics are beneath you?"

Her words darkened Dorian's already sour expression.

"Regardless of what you think, I don't want to see you hurt," Dorian replied coolly.

Miranda shivered with mock disgust, goosebumps rising on her arms. "Sorry, you just made my skin crawl."

Miranda was slightly taken aback. She hadn't expected Dorian to swallow his pride so quickly, even trying to win her over.

Not long ago, he was the epitome of arrogance. But now, his demeanor only disgusted her more.

"You think saying it was all a misunderstanding will erase everything you've done?" Miranda scoffed. "How about I slap you around a bit and tell you it’s all a misunderstanding? No, that's too mild. Maybe I should beat you half to death, have you locked up for a few years, and then say it was all a misunderstanding?"

Dorian's fists clenched, and his face grew pale.

"Doesn't that sound absurd when you said those words?" Miranda challenged. "And Arabella leaving your family is irrelevant to me. I'm not interested in your internal affairs."

What she was interested in was seeing them all behind bars, with the heaviest sentences possible.

"As for those I despise," Miranda continued, her lips curling into a cold smile. "Arabella is secondary. I detest you enablers more. Every vile act Arabella committed was with your help. You don't seriously believe that kicking Arabella out cleans your slate, do you?"

Under Miranda’s pointed words, Dorian's gaze grew colder, more shadowed.

"In reality, you’re all part of the same filth. But you're worse than Arabella. At least she's obviously trash from a glance, while you lot are the rot wrapped in pretty packaging. Touch you and it reeks. Don't you agree?"