Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 363

Seeing Elian's expression, Larry couldn't help but feel a mischievous twinge of amusement.

"Why not?" he teased. "I've heard that girls these days have pretty high standards. Take someone like Mira, for instance; she must have a ton of admirers. Maybe she just mentioned it offhand."

Elian's face turned even colder, and his tone lost any trace of respect. "Oh, give it a rest, will you? You're not saying anything I want to hear."

Larry chuckled. He used to think Elian was as emotionally stunted as an iron-tree. Who would've guessed this tree could actually bloom?

"Alright, I’ll stop messing with you. How's it feel to be back?"

Elian shrugged, "Not much, feels just like before. Some people need a good shaking up, though."

Elian’s demeanor had shifted completely, emitting a sharp and cutting aura. His voice remained calm, but there was an unmistakable intensity that could unnerve anyone.

"Luckily, they didn’t lose their edge these past three years. Otherwise, it wouldn't just be a simple scolding for them," he said, his voice carrying a chilling authority that even made Larry feel a twinge of sympathy for the Viper Squad.

No wonder everyone at Fort Titan called him the Ice Judge—not as one of them, but as if he embodied the title alone. It was clear just how deeply he'd impacted the warriors at Fort Titan mentally.

Yet, oddly enough, he was the only one who could keep those guys in line. Otherwise, during his years at Zephra, the top brass wouldn't have been calling so frequently.

It took a tough guy to keep the tough guys in line. And once they were used to it, they’d only listen to their own brand of tough guy.

"They're glad to have you back. There was some concern that what happened four years ago might have been too much, that you wouldn’t want to return," Larry sighed.

Elian’s eyes flashed with a brief, unreadable emotion.

Larry was left speechless. "Future wife, huh? Has she even agreed to that?" he thought. This brat really...

The next day, Miranda met with Beck as planned.

"So, Miranda, have you thought about what I asked you to consider?" Beck asked, his demeanor warm and inviting.

"Our department is just missing a talent like you. As I said, we can provide whatever you need."

Miranda took a sip of her latte, not responding immediately.

"You’re under military protection now, but I really hope you’ll join our team. We’re open and flexible. All you’d need to do is officially join us," Beck coaxed smoothly.