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?

standing nearby, noting his passive stance. After a brief moment of contemplation, she didn’t

toward the entrance, her voice

Summer to school, snapped to attention at her words. Following her pointed finger, all he saw was the black sedan making its way into the school grounds, with no sign of Mirabella amidst the crowd. “No, I

she had seen Mirabella enter the black car. Emmitt.

was mistaken. It couldn’t have been Mira getting into a stranger’s car.”

her breath, too softly for Emmitt to catch properly. “What stranger’s car?” he inquired, seeking clarity.

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

responded with a simple wave and a smile, which gradually faded as Summer’s figure disappeared through

playful tilt of her head, resting her

washing over his handsome features. His voice, low and steady, corrected her gently, “James. That’s my