Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 261

"Mira, is that true?"

Miranda smiled warmly. "I never lie to my patients."

Not just Mr. Ashcroft, even Elian couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes. He had hoped Miranda could somehow cure his grandfather, but he never imagined it would happen so swiftly.

In less than six months, she had eradicated a disease that had plagued his grandfather for over two decades. A disease that the world had deemed incurable.

This illness had claimed the lives of many great minds and left those who survived in agony, living a half-life, dependent on medication just to get through the day. Even death, when it came, was a release without dignity.

Mr. Ashcroft had resigned himself to choosing euthanasia when the time came, wanting to depart this world on his own terms. But then Miranda came into their lives.

And now, against all odds, he was cured.

Mr. Ashcroft felt even the air fresher and a real change in him. The invisible chains of illness that had bound him for so long were gone. Only those who had suffered could truly understand this feeling.

He was never more lighter than he had in over twenty years, Mr. Ashcroft stood up and took a few tentative steps. He walked a dozen paces to the left, then turned and retraced his steps, adjusting to his rejuvenated body.

Miranda let out a smile. "I've written down all my recommendations for your recovery. Follow those, and you'll do just fine. I won't need to check on you again, but if you ever need anything, just give me a call."

Over the past six months, Miranda had also treated a few other patients, carefully selected by William. Most of her consultations had been remote without revealing her face, but word had spread within the circles that the Lancaster family had a connection to someone known as the Great Healer who treated various miscellaneous illnesses.

While nobody said it outright, many suspected that this healer was none other than Miranda. Those who paid attention during the Lancaster Group's grand party remembered that Miranda had been credited with saving Mr. Ashcroft's life.

They presumed that she knew medicine. Rumor had it that Mrs. Anna Lancaster adored Miranda, and everyone at the Lancaster Group held the young woman in high regard. Given Mrs. Anna Lancaster's miraculous recovery, it wasn't hard for the perceptive to connect the dots.

Therefore, Miranda had some other patients; curing one would mean one lesser patients.

Elian's gaze met Miranda's as she rose to leave. His eyes, deep with unspoken emotions, held a glimmer of something bright, reflecting only the image of the girl before him. His face betrayed no clear intent, as if he didn't want his desires to pressure her in any way.

He was merely inquiring in a composed manner. Miranda remained silent, meeting his gaze for a brief moment.

"What if I choose not to?" Miranda curled her lips upward.

Elian's eyes were steady. "Then I respect your decision. But I'll keep hoping you'll consider it."

Out of respect for Miranda, he wouldn't try to sway her choices. Yet, for his part, he felt compelled to do everything he could.

He had seen those soldiers who had risked their lives for their country, who had defended its dignity to the last breath. Heroes, just like his grandfather.

He wanted them to live with dignity and good health, and wished for a future where such suffering would never happen again. And she was their only hope.