Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 375

Beck stared at the dossier on Miranda, as well as the profiles of the few people who had been in the same prison with her. He spoke slowly, naming someone who was eerily similar, "Commander Ashcroft of Fort Titan."

Simon chuckled, "Yeah, aren't they quite alike?"

"But she's free," Beck replied suddenly, "Her soul is untamed and free."

That, indeed, was where the two differed.

Simon agreed with Beck on this point.

"And that's exactly why we need someone like her. Do you think Miranda only has these three people around her?" Beck glanced at the trio in the photographs: Marion, Maximus, and Crystal.

"Those willing to follow her lead surely aren't limited to these three. There might be others working in the shadows," Simon said, narrowing his eyes. "That girl, she's something else."

"And her abilities?" Beck inquired further.

"Just keep an eye on her," Simon advised. "As long as she fulfills her end of the bargain when we need her, we don't need to worry about what she's up to on the side."

Simon understood that forging a pleasant working relationship with someone like Miranda was far more effective than trying to brainwash her. People like her, they responded to genuine treatment.

Ultimately, the Hawke family wanted her at their headquarters for the substantial benefits she could bring. With her company, her people, and her resources, joining the Hawke Group would mean her assets would effectively become theirs. It was as if they were blatantly counting their profits at her expense.

So far, the only person from the Hawke Group she had a shred of goodwill towards was Carter, simply because he was straightforward, unlike those calculating types. As for Darcy, while he seemed normal, there was a tinge of ulterior motives in his demeanor. Even if there weren't, she had no desire to get entangled with them. Why not stick to her pharmacy business?

Miranda's attention was drawn to a heated exchange in the company’s live streaming room. An assistant politely explained, "Miranda, this is our company’s streaming room, with dozens of live stream boxes. The manager of our streaming department is training some newcomers in this one."

The voices were familiar to her. Peering through the glass, she saw the source of the quarrel. It was them.