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."

don't get out much,

into a comfortable silence. Jazz

"Alas."

sighing man, and then back down

Miranda glanced up. What was this,

me, what's the point of

was at a loss. He continued, "I feel life is so meaningless. Ever since I was

got it now. He was driving for a rideshare to show off his

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

shortly, Miranda resisted the urge to smack

carried a mix of longing and sadness. “Not

replied, "Well, congrats. I mean, that's

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 even so, she still intended fleecing me

Every piece had a brand logo. She could hardly believe it. If he hadn't

dating too?" she asked, holding

joining the conversation,

with online dating?