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?

stance. After a brief moment of contemplation, she didn’t decline the unexpected offer. She strode over, pulled open the car door, and slid into the

from a distance, caught the interaction and pointed toward the entrance, her voice tinged with surprise. “Emmitt,

way into the school grounds, with no sign of Mirabella amidst the crowd. “No, I

fleeting glimpse, Summer was quite certain that she had seen Mirabella enter the black car. Emmitt. however, seemed

I was mistaken. It couldn’t

part almost under her breath, too softly for Emmitt to

dismissively. “Never mind.” After a brief pause, she added, ‘Emmitt, I should head in. Thanks for going out of your way to bring

which gradually faded as Summer’s

Mirabella turned her head to look at James with a playful tilt of her head, resting her cheek on

wry sense of resignation washing over his handsome features. His voice, low and steady,