The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 30

The unassuming black sedan glided smoothly along, its ordinariness almost a cloak of invisibility under the scrutiny of passersby. As the vehicle neared, its rear window slid down halfway, revealing a familiar half–face.

Mirabella paused mid–stride, catching sight of the partial visage, a flicker of recognition crossing her face.

James‘ eyebrows quirked in amusement, his mischievous eyes sparkling with mirth as he caught her gaze. “Locked out?” he teased, the corner of his mouth lifting in a half–smile.

Mirabella’s initial surprise quickly dissipated, replaced by a resigned shrug that seemed to say, ‘Isn’t it obvious?”

A soft chuckle escaped James‘ lips before he offered, “Hop in. I’ll get you past the gate.”

Wyatt, who had been dutifully driving without a word, nearly did a double–take at the sound of his boss‘ words. Was this really the same man who usually exuded an aura of detached frostiness?

she didn’t decline the unexpected

the entrance, her voice tinged with surprise. “Emmitt, isn’t that Mira

to school, snapped to attention at her words. Following her pointed finger, all he saw was the black sedan making its way

that she had seen Mirabella enter the black car. Emmitt. however, seemed to have

gaze and murmured, “Maybe I was mistaken. It couldn’t have been Mira getting

for Emmitt to catch

brief pause, she added, ‘Emmitt, I should head in. Thanks for going out of your

and a smile, which gradually faded as Summer’s figure disappeared through the school gates. Was his sister in a

a playful tilt of her head, resting her cheek on her hand. “What a coincidence, neighbor boy.”

washing over his handsome features. His voice,