Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 13

To clear her name, Cathy was the key witness Miranda needed.

Arabella had pushed Cathy down the stairs where there were no cameras. Panicking when Cathy got hurt, Arabella ran to her brothers for help.

Coincidentally, a surveillance camera captured Miranda passing by the scene. So, they conveniently pinned the whole incident on Miranda, making her the perfect scapegoat.

Miranda took out a silver needle and gently inserted it into the back of Cathy’s head.

A moment later, Miranda exited the hospital room.

"Miss," William greeted her respectfully.

Miranda walked straight ahead. "Let’s go."

"Yes," William replied with deference. "President Lancaster mentioned that you don't need to worry about Cathy's medical expenses. The Lancaster family will cover everything."

Miranda nodded. "Please thank Ms. Lancaster for me."

After returning to the mansion, Miranda dedicated a room specifically for her pharmaceutical work.

The medicines here were scarce, and the herbs lacked the natural energy she was accustomed to, so she could only produce subpar products.

But even these subpar products could sell for hundreds of thousands in the black market back in her previous world.

Fortunately, she could cultivate them herself. As long as she had these basic herbs, she could regrow seedlings with more potency and energy.

Miranda used Lavinia's connections to contact a black market dealer, found an online black market channel, and registered an account to sell her creations.

To survive in this world, she needed money.

She could make money by treating people, but there weren’t that many patients with rare diseases seeking her out, and she couldn’t exactly make people sick just to cure them.

Plus, as a practitioner, she had her own standards and wouldn't treat just any illness. So, she reached out to William for a quick-money job.

"This is quick money?” Miranda looked at the callsheet and script in her hand.

William nodded enthusiastically. "There's nothing faster than acting!"

So, attending college was a dream for the old Miranda. But her two-year prison sentence had shattered that dream.

Miranda sighed softly. “I got it. Thank Ms. Lancaster for me, will you?”

The next day, on her way to the set, her phone rang with an unfamiliar number.

“Miranda, get back here!” Alden’s angry voice boomed over the phone. “You think you’re something now? Going off to be someone’s mistress? You’re so young and how could you be so disgraceful!”

Grace’s voice chimed in from the other side, “Do you have no shame? You’ve brought disgrace to the Hawke family! We wouldn’t even know if Bella hadn’t told us!”

“I’m warning you, this is your last chance to return to the Hawke family. Otherwise, we will disown you forever!”

Miranda frowned. “If you have any mental issues, I suggest seeing a doctor instead of bothering me. Or do you need reminding that under our country's law, harboring a criminal and fabricating evidence is punishable by imprisonment?”

Miranda's words immediately silenced the other end of the line.

It was like the world had gone quiet, as if Alden and Grace’s bluster had been cut off at the source.