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

Chapter 144

Half an hour later, at a downtown coffee shop.

As Mirabella stepped into the private booth, a faint scent of sandalwood greeted her–a scent. reminiscent of what she had encountered the previous day at a boutique store named Nature’s Apothecary.

“Hello.” James announced, comfortably seated before a coffee set, his movements graceful as he brewed coffee. Not far from his hand, a small Incense burner released gentle wisps of

smoke.

Mirabella gave a slight hmm, acknowledging Wyatt with a polite nod before making her way over to a mahogany chair, which she pulled out and sat down on with casual ease.

Wyatt stole a cautious glance at Mirabella. For some reason, every time he saw this young lady, he felt a chill that seemed beyond her years, an aura of mystery he couldn’t quite

penetrate.

James placed a cup in front of Mirabella, his pale and slender fingers deftly pouring a stream of coffee into the cup. “See how you like the taste.”

of the tea enveloped her senses. She took a sip. and her eyebrows rose in approval. “Rich fragrance, sweet and

genteel warmth. He looked relaxed yet uncontained as he mentioned, “I heard you entered an international

moment. Leaning back in her chair, she looked up at James. “Catherine’s been bending your ear again?”

James‘ lips, his response enigmatic, “Well, as a tutor, I

replied casually, “Ah, no need for contributions. Just keep Catherine in good spirits for me.”

been quietly observing, suddenly choked as if something caught

at

the initial shock of Mirabella’s bold request, he was again stunned by his boss‘ agreeable response. Was it him who was off today, or was it his ears playing tricks on him? Or perhaps James wasn’t

tutor?” James asked,

of her fingertip on the table, Mirabella declined, “Thank you, but

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dropped the subject and took to sipping his coffee.

her watch and started to pick up her bag,

in one gulp and stood up. “Great coffee,