Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 57 Maximus had been out of prison for six months now, having served tfor a crhe didn't mean to commit. Once a big nin 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.

He pulled out a 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 pushed down the building. But the evidence is scarce. The Hawkes went to great lengths to cover Arabella's tracks after that.' As Miranda skimmed through 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, they pinned it on you. It's going to be tough to overturn this." Maximus frowned. "Maybe we can dig into Cathy's past classmates and figure out her motive." Miranda knew the information was limited, but Maximus had clearly put in a lot of work. Dorian and Alistair had done a thorough job of erasing any trace of wrongdoing.

"So, the current situation is that either they slip up or Cathy wakes up," Miranda said calmly. Maximus nodded. "That's about it for now." Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Got it." "Oh, by the way, Alistair reached out to me," Maximus said with a smile. "Guess what he wanted?" Miranda didn't bother to guess, focusing instead on the students walking by outside the coffee shop, laughing and chatting.

"He wanted to know if I had ties to Elian and if I was the sMaximus from back in the day," he confessed, knowing Miranda wasn't interested in playing guessing games.

"Before I went 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 beca hotshot lawyer. Your brother's still in his prime, if he hadn't crossed paths with you, he'd be on a fast track to success.

Miranda's lips curled slightly, not confirming nor denying his statement.

The Hawke boys were indeed talented, each excelling in their field. Dorian was a prodigy, attending a top business school at fifteen and quickly finishing his studies to take over the family business, one of a kind even among his peers domestically.

Alistair, too, graduated from a prestigious law school, making a nfor himself with a high win rate, thanks to the family's connections, with the successful cases up to ninety-six percent.

Orion and Lysander were also making waves in their respective fields. But Miranda knew their fwasn't entirely organic. They had their own expertise, yes, but they were not actually that excellent as they claimed to be.

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 countless envious attention.

"But, one of the biggest differences between him andis that my crwas accidental. He knows the law and breaks it anyway," Maximus said, his voice growing colder. "The legal world doesn't need people like him." It was because his crwas accidental that Maximus could still practice law. He had been set up, punished for trying to do the right thing.

Miranda took another sip of her coffee, her voice steady. "Indeed, he's a disgrace, and not just him. But just jail time? That's letting them off easy." Maximus watched Miranda, uncertain of her plans. But it was clear they'd get punished quite lightly if just being sent to prison.

He chuckled, teasingly asking, "So, am I officially on your team-now? If someone asks, can I call myself Miss Lancaster's personal legal advisor?" Miranda eyed him. "Aren't you a little too old to be concerned about titles?" Maximus was momentarily speechless. He had been joking, trying to tease her, and found her question unfathomably odd.

But there was something about Miranda's acknowledgment that he found himself strangely eager for.

Perhaps it was her magnetic personality that drew him in. Just like back in the day when she was in prison, she was so young and beautiful. To many of the inmates, she seemed like the easiest prey, someone who could be easily taken down.

Yet, she managed to beca calming presence for even the most unruly prisoners. She was someone En.

they had learned to fear. After all, her methods inside the prison were even harsher than they were on the outside.