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

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

to ponder for a moment. Leaning back in her chair,

oh James‘ lips, his response enigmatic, “Well,

for contributions. Just keep Catherine

who had been quietly observing, suddenly choked as if something caught him off

up at him, puzzled. James also glanced at Wyatt

Was it him who was off today, or was it his ears playing tricks on him? Or perhaps James wasn’t the boss

you a professional tutor?” James asked, refilling Mirabella’s cup

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

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the subject and took

After a short while, Mirabella glanced at her watch and started to pick up her bag,

coffee in one gulp and stood up. “Great coffee, thanks