Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 262

No one else could cure this disease but her.

Mr. Ashcroft, with eyes red-rimmed with emotion, looked at Elian, feeling both touched and relieved.

He knew this young man had never forgotten them, those warriors who had sacrificed themselves, choosing to live in pure misery, and always kept them close to his heart.

Miranda silently regarded Elian for a moment. Just as the grandfather-grandson duo was about to speak, unable to contain themselves any longer, she began, “You haven't even mentioned what you're willing to pay. That puts me in a difficult position, you know?”

Miranda’s words instantly brightened their faces with joy. Even though Elian didn't outwardly express it, his delight was evident; his deep, handsome eyes sparkled with excitement.

Mr. Ashcroft, on the other hand, could hardly contain his happiness, waving his arms around with a face full of glee.

“I knew you would say yes. You're a kind-hearted soul! Compensation isn't an issue! Whatever you want, it's yours!”

Whatever she asked for, even if it meant emptying his coffers, Mr. Ashcroft was determined to make it happen. But it wouldn’t come to that; the higher-ups would foot the bill.

The key player here was the young lady, Miranda. It depended on whether she was willing. She wasn't someone who could be swayed by money alone. From what he knew about her, if she wasn't interested, no amount of compensation would change her mind.

Miranda raised an eyebrow. She had already developed the vaccines and the detox serum, after all. Whether she decided to help was entirely up to her mood.

However, the detox serum was only effective for mild cases; severe cases required her acupuncture treatment.

She wasn't sure how many people there were, which made things a bit complicated. Initially, she planned to just sell them the detox serum and call it a day after Mr. Ashcroft was cured.

But just now, she changed her mind. Those bright puppy eyes wouldn’t look as good if they turned dull and disappointed.

As she left the Ashcroft family estate, Elian escorted her out.

“Wifey, you're amazing,” Elian whispered softly, sticking close to her side.

Miranda jabbed him with her elbow. Elian clutched his stomach, daring not to protest.

“Call me that again, and I might just poison you mute.”

Elian replied earnestly, “Okay, wifey.”

Miranda stopped in her tracks, glaring at Elian with a mix of emotion, as though she wanted to hit him but couldn't be bothered.

She hadn't felt this speechless in ages. Unable to hold back, she scolded him, “Can you use your brain when you're with me? Is it just a mushroom farm in there?”

Elian understood. Miranda was saying he was brainless when with her.

“Stop learning nonsense online. Do you think it's appropriate?”

Elian just looked at her, eyes innocent.

Miranda was at a loss. Did she have the power to make people lose IQ points? Elian wasn't like this around others or in other situations.

"Remember, when you call her wifey, it's not in the traditional sense. It's just a code name, just a noun. But a code name can become a real wifey, depending on your skills."

"Calling her wifey is creepy if you're ugly, but it's charming if you're handsome."

"Don't push it too hard. Call her that occasionally. There’s always a risk of getting hit if you overdo it."

Elian murmured to himself, “She didn’t hit me just now. Is it really working?”

In other matters, Elian wouldn't be so hesitant. But he had no experience pursuing a girl. With so many people eyeing Miranda, ready to swoop in, he had to act fast to claim his place.

Seeing Miranda already out of sight, he couldn't help but smile. Even when running away, she looked so adorable.

Mr. Ashcroft noticed Elian returning alone. “Didn't you see Mira off?”

Mr. Ashcroft had already started affectionately calling Miranda “Mira”, as if she were his granddaughter.

Elian settled onto the couch. “Didn't have the chance. She ran off.”

His words carried a hint of laughter. Mr. Ashcroft, though unaware of what happened, could tell Elian was in high spirits.

“The pharmacist, she’s Mira, right?”

Elian nodded.