A street mechanic discovered to be a billionaire heiress, Riley clashes with high society and its rules. Kane, a powerful germophobe, ends his engagement to her sister and finds himself drawn to Riley's raw genius. Can their unlikely love survive the elite world that rejects her?
My thoughts? Everything she just said was useless. Cars run on wrenches, not PowerPoints. Keep your billion-dollar playground for the grads. Grandpa, you heard her! She backed down!
CNE's CEO can only be me! I thought your highway brag was legit. Now you'd surrender a multi-billion platform to a puppet who can't name a spark Or can you only change oil curbside?
Save the Wall Street mind games, Mr. Blackwood. You want free tech labor to pump your IPO for fat profit? Go find another socialite. Use me as your corporate tool? Hell no. Enjoy your billion-dollar talk? I'm getting some sun.
Sharp defenses. But the sharper the partner, the more worth the investment. Ha ha ha! Backbone! Just like me and my prime. Camille, I heard your new sister reeks of filthy motor oil. Used a silver cart as a repair stand today.
Can she even use forks? Or did she eat raw meat with her hands in the slums? Right. Blasted through the gates on a smoke-blowing bike like a Brooklyn street Bring her to the Met Gala and security will peck her as a plumber. Come on. Don't be mean. She grew up in a garage and knows nothing. Just have some
Miss Tiffany has done a country brat who can't hold a teacup standing next to our noble chameleon? Joke. Oh my god! Barik! Total savage! The garlic stench is suffocating!