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

Chapter 157

James slouched back in his chair, the overhead light casting a warm glow on his chiseled features, making him look even more like a sculpture carved from the finest marble. “Isn’t coffee meant to be drunk?” he mused with a faint smirk playing on his lips.

Wyatt’s mouth twitched at the corners. “But that coffee’s been in the old man’s collection for decades. If we take it and he finds out, won’t he raise hell?*

James gave Wyatt a sidelong glance, his tone casual as he spoke, “Then let’s make sure he doesn’t find out. He’s kept it for so many years, and what’s a few more?”

Wyatt rubbed his nose and then gave a respectful nod to his boss. Alright, when it came to being cunning, his boss was leagues ahead. He was the one who had much to learn. “I’ll

arrange for someone to go tonight.”

“Mhm,” James hummed in response.

Fiddling with his phone, Wyatt thought of the dozens of boxes of calming incense he had just ordered. For some reason, a sense of unease settled in his stomach. He looked towards his boss, uncertain, “James, are you sure Ms. Mirabella’s incense is from that store?”

the incense James had was worth a fortune. Yet online, a whole box was going for $299. Plus, when the seller realized Wyatt needed a bulk order, they even threw in a buy–one–get–one–free deal. Thinking about it now, it

a sandalwood stick on the table, his expression

seller said they’ll ship it tomorrow. I asked

see fit,” James

glanced at James, sensing something off about his reply, but after mulling it over, he couldn’t pinpoint any issue. Shaking his head, Wyatt figured he was just

In the States.

he saw Collins waving at

to help with the luggage. “I’m really sorry to have you make this trip.”

How’s Leo doing?” Zach’walked alongside Collins, his usually light demeanor replaced with a rare

his voice rough with emotion. He took a deep breath. “Let’s

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in the car.”