Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Dorian let out a sardonic laugh. "What do you mean? Haven't you realized that ever since that incident two years ago, the family has essentially been done for?"

Alistair was silent for a moment, though the discomfort on his face was palpable.

"I just didn't expect her to pull something like this today," Dorian said, his voice low and steady.

Alistair took off his glasses and rubbed his temples.

"Even though I know you hate her right now, don't forget, we're all in this together. Sink or swim."noveldrama

"And what about you?" Dorian asked coolly. "Weren't you digging into the way she bullied Miranda back in school?"

Alistair's gaze dropped, shadowed with regret.

Dorian's hatred for Arabella stemmed from more than just what happened to Miranda. But for Alistair, the turmoil and guilt he felt had twisted into an intense loathing for Arabella.

He could sense it the four of them were spiraling into madness. If only Miranda had never returned to the Hawke family, maybe they wouldn't have ended up like this.

Yet, she did return, and those three years they spent together were real. That timid, fragile sister who had always tried to get closer to them only to be met with scorn and exclusion.

In hindsight, it was clear Arabella had been the mastermind behind many of those pranks, yet they had blindly sided with her.

Their own sister had reached out to them. And they had pushed her away.

Now, every harsh word Miranda hurled at them felt like a knife slicing through their hearts, exposing the raw truth of their past actions.

"But no matter what, what happened back then..."

Alistair closed his eyes. "Even if we had a do-over, we would probably do the same thing. The state of the family now-maybe it's our punishment."

Dorian stared flatly out the window, saying nothing.

"All I know is that she deserves to die."

Alistair knew exactly who he meant. He didn't say anything further. He no longer cared about that person's fate.

"Just remember, if the family goes under completely, it'll be bad for all of us," Alistair cautioned one last time.

Dorian continued to gaze out the window, silent.

The Hawke family's current predicament was a problem beyond his immediate

solutions. NeuraCore had been showing cracks for months now.

Alden, a member of the board, had exacerbated the issues before Dorian even had a chance to intervene, plunging the company into tens of millions debt in a shockingly short period.

Other companies withdrawing their investments added to the precariousness. But Dorian knew deep down that Miranda's connection had a lot to do with the Hawke family's downfall.

Other companies wouldn't dare oppose the Lancaster Group, the Everhart Group,

or the Ashcroft family, which inevitably meant abandoning the Hawke family.

They were aware that all those families turned against the Hawkes because of Miranda.

"If it comes to it," Dorian said callously, "we'll sell NeuraCore."

For a struggling business, there was no better option. Dorian had considered it for a while now.

Alden had always been against it. But after today's events, he likely wouldn't be anymore.

Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Cathy stumbled upon the juicy gossip about the Hawke family's former fake heiress, Arabella, being caught in a compromising situation with her foster father by her foster mother. A scornful smirk crept on her face.

"Ms. Evert, Ms. Lancaster advised you to manage your emotions. Your body's recovering, and emotional extremes could affect your organs' healing process."