Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 57

Maximus had been out of prison for six months now, having served time for a crime he didn't mean to commit. Once a big name in the industry, his sudden disappearance for three years had left many wondering. But now, with his license reinstated, he was back in the game.

"Here, go find him. He'll sort you out," Miranda said, handing Maximus a business card with an address and phone number.

Maximus, sitting across from Miranda, was dressed sharply in a suit, his hair slicked back neatly. He wasn't conventionally handsome, but there was something striking about him, a certain charisma that added to his appeal.

He took the card from Miranda and read aloud, "Marion."

A slight grin appeared on his face. "So, he's the guy you saw before me?"

Miranda took a sip of her coffee, not giving much away. "He knows how to handle things. All my assets are with him. Stick with Marion, and you'll get paid."

Maximus tucked the card into his pocket. "You really trust him, huh?"

Miranda answered, "Well, that's why I have you, isn't it? In case he tries anything funny, you can bring him to justice."

Maximus was left speechless. Well, she'd got it all figured out.

stack of documents from a folder. "Here's what I've found so far," he reported. "The Hawke boys have been causing trouble to protect Arabella, and there's the incident with Cathy being

the papers, Maximus continued, "The place where it happened is a blind spot for cameras. The only witness was Cathy herself. Everyone else was bought off, and since you happened to be nearby,

dig into Cathy's past classmates and figure out

Maximus had clearly put in a lot of work. Dorian and Alistair

they slip up or Cathy wakes up," Miranda said calmly. Maximus nodded. "That's about it for

an eyebrow.

he wanted?" Miranda didn't bother to guess, focusing instead on the

wanted to know if I had ties to Elian and if I was the same Maximus from back in the day," he confessed, knowing Miranda

to prison, Alistair's reached out to me, and wanted to be part of my network," Maximus continued, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Never expected after these few years, he's become a hotshot lawyer. Your brother's still in

curled slightly, not confirming nor

prodigy, attending a top business school at fifteen

from a prestigious law school, making a name for himself with a high win rate, thanks to the family's connections, with

waves in their respective fields. But Miranda knew their fame wasn't entirely organic. They had their own expertise, yes, but they were not actually that excellent as they claimed to

elevate herself, Arabella had orchestrated a lot of publicity to bolster her own image, leveraging her brothers' successes to her advantage. Through this way, her image of being a pampered princess would win

knows the law and breaks it anyway," Maximus said, his voice growing colder. "The legal

that Maximus could still practice law. He had been set up, punished for trying to do the right

voice steady. "Indeed, he's a disgrace,

her plans. But it was clear