Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 415

That’s exactly why Miranda just walked out.

Honestly, she’d rather go solo than team up with a bunch of people like that. At least this way, nobody could drag her down.

It was painfully obvious—there wasn’t a single person in that group who could actually get everyone to listen. Each and every one of them was totally self-centered. Trying to talk things over with them would be a complete waste of time.

She’d bet good money they wouldn’t get through ten sentences before someone started arguing—or flat-out yelling.

Well, whatever. This time, at the expo, she’d be there as an official guest of the Lancaster Group, anyway. That meant she’d be front and center, representing them—her path was totally different from theirs.

She didn’t have to wait long before she spotted Elian.

He was walking up from the front of the car—tall, lanky, with that comic book vibe going on. You’d never guess that under those clothes he was hiding a body packed with insane strength and muscle. If he were a dead man, he’d be the perfect specimen. But alive? He was pretty much perfection in motion.

Every time she thought about it, Miranda couldn’t help but feel a little hungry for him.

“Done talking?” she asked, leaning on the car.

Elian grinned. “How’d you know?”

He strolled up to her, totally relaxed, holding her gaze.

Miranda raised an eyebrow. “Just a hunch.”

She popped open the passenger door and slid in without waiting.

Elian, not missing a beat, circled around to the driver’s side.

As they headed toward her place—a big old country house just outside the city—Elian couldn’t help himself. “Aren’t you curious what they wanted from me?”

“Not really,” Miranda replied, looking out the window.

He shot back, “So if I asked what they wanted you for, would you tell me?”

“Nope.”

He’d expected that answer, but he still looked a little miffed.

Miranda caught his expression and smirked. “You know the drill. Confidentiality.”

Elian arched an eyebrow. “Knowing doesn’t make it any less annoying.”

She knew he could be a bit touchy, so she let it go.

Still, Elian threw in a warning, his voice low. “Be careful.”

She nodded. “Yeah.”