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?”

Nikolai had mentioned that the incense James had was worth a fortune. Yet online, a whole box was going for $299. Plus, when the seller realized Wyatt

stick on the table,

his head, Wyatt didn’t question further. “The seller said they’ll ship it tomorrow. I asked for express delivery. It should arrive

as you see fit,”

reply, but after mulling it over, he couldn’t pinpoint any issue.

In the States.

had just landed when he saw Collins waving at him from the arrival gate. Collins

a nod, promptly reaching out to help with the luggage. “I’m really

Collins, his usually light demeanor replaced

good,” Collins said, his voice rough with emotion. He took a deep

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in the car.”