Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 315

Miranda glanced at her phone again, double-checking the details. No mistake about the license plate. But a Maserati?

She'd been on a call when she hailed the ride online, so she hadn't even noticed what kind of car it was. Were rich people just playing around like this now?

Seeing her hesitation, the driver honked the horn twice, a bit impatiently. She quickly took a few steps and opened the car door, sliding into the back seat.

The car smelled faintly of something luxurious, a scent she immediately recognized as expensive. Exotic ingredients, no doubt, which meant a hefty price

tag.

"If you took any longer, I'd be fined for waiting," came a voice from the driver's seat, surprisingly young and vibrant, probably from twenty to twenty-five years old.

From her vantage point, she could see the young man at the wheel, his hair a striking silver, his profile sharp and handsome.

The watch on his wrist, resting on the steering wheel, she'd seen it before-worth a cool three hundred grand. Were these spoiled rich kids driving rideshares now?

Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Driving a Maserati for a rideshare? I had to make sure it wasn't some scam."

smirked. "You don't get out much, do

a comfortable silence. Jazz music played softly, and Miranda scrolled through her messages on her

"Alas."

looked up at the sighing man, and then back down at her

up. What was

what's the

since I

was driving for a rideshare to

like me, who doesn't need money, get people to be

twitching shortly, Miranda resisted the urge to smack

a mix of longing and sadness. “Not

replied, "Well, congrats.

we met, she wanted me to buy her a designer bag. So materialistic! I didn't even drive; I wore my cheapest clothes, where does it show that I'm loaded? And

was his cheapest outfit? Every piece had a brand logo. She could hardly believe it. If

dating too?" she asked, holding back the urge to kick

up for her eventually joining

dating? Got