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Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 30
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Chapter 30 Lips curling up, Miranda sent a GIF over her phone, putting it down as she tidied up before heading downstairs.

Today, Lavinia was visiting and directing the house staff as they moved things around.

"Yes, put that over here," she instructed softly. "Careful now, don't wake Miranda." Lavinia turned and spotted Miranda. "Oh, you're up, Miranda?" Miranda smiled back at her. "Ms. Lancaster." At the sight of Miranda in the adorable pajamas she had bought, Lavinia's face lit up like a Christmas tree. As a childless elder, treating Miranda as her own daughter felt like discovering a new world. Especially with Miranda being so pretty - every outfit seemed to suit her perfectly.

Every tLavinia went out and saw beautiful clothes or bags, she couldn't resist buying them for Miranda. The satisfaction of dressing her up was more rewarding than any ten-million-dollar business deal.

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"I brought sdecorations I thought girls might like. I hope I didn't disturb your rest?" Miranda chuckled. "Not at all." "I heard you cleared a section in the backyard to grow medicinal plants. Do you have enough space? If not, we could buy another house," Lavinia offered.

Miranda cleared her throat. "No need, there's plenty of space." What she liked the place the most was its expansive backyard, which made this villa perfect for cultivating her plants along with the uninhabited area behind the house leading to the hills.

"Alright, but if you ever need more space, just letknow. How about sassistants? I could hire a few top students from med school or agricultural college for you." Miranda politely declined Lavinia's enthusiastic offer. She had other plans for assistants.

Since Lavinia had cearly, they ended up having breakfast together.

"My mother's health has improved tremendously. She follows your advice and does her rehab exercises daily. Without the illness tormenting her, she's been sleeping soundly. She often asks about you, saying she owes you a great thanks. It's astonishing how quickly she's recovered," Lavinia marveled.

Even now, Lavinia could hardly believe it. Not long ago, Anna was bedridden, but now she was up and about, scene she barely dared to imagine.

The elite circles were now buzzing about the Lancaster family having a Great Healer. Many were eager to discover who this mysterious healer was and were offering huge sums for consultations.

After all, Anna's ailment was one that world-renowned experts had deemed incurable.

Miranda nodded. "Although she seems fine, her long-term bed rest and the illness have taken a toll on her nerves and organs. She should continue with her recovery. I'll check in on her once I'm less busy." Anna's condition was rare, and many such rare diseases have remained undocumented due to their low incidence. Modern medicine struggled to tackle these, often limited to physical interventions or environmental adjustments. These conditions often infiltrated through blood and the body's pathways, spreading throughout. Treating them required true medical artistry, extremely demanding; only those with the skills could get a grasp on it, which was why NexMed Labs remained at the forefront. Rare cases, expensive treatments - it was either feast or famine. Lavinia chuckled. "No need to wait. She will be at the upcoming dinner party. You can see her there." Miranda nodded. "Sounds good." It saved her a trip.

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Lavinia smiled back. She sighed contentedly, looking at Miranda. This is wonderful. Miranda was curious.

"Hmm?" Lavinia's voice was soft with reflection. "Having a daughter to talk to, it's quite nice." Miranda paused, and then smiled gently.

At Rose Cafe, the place wasn't crowded, but most patrons couldn't help but glance at the booth by the window.

Their gazes often lingered on the girl in casual wear and a baseball cap with a high ponytailed relaxed charm and stunning profile made many do a double-take, wondering if she was a celebrity.

Sitting across from her was a young man, not strikingly handsome, but with a unique presence typical of a el high-achiever, mixed with an unassuming charm. Strangely, this seemingly contradictory aura suited him perfectly. "You're looking quite sharp," Miranda arched her lips.