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

Chapter 178

After delivering that line, Collins could swear he felt a chill in the air, a vibe that spelled trouble. He glanced up instinctively at Zach, only to be met with an innocuous smile as gentle as a lamb’s. Shaking off the strange feeling, Collins chalked it up to jet lag. His senses must’ve been playing tricks on him after such a long flight.

Zach, on the other hand, let out a silent sigh. His scheme to put one over on his little brother had gone awry. Disheartened, he made his way towards the exit of the arrival hall. The way he walked, you’d think he was attending a funeral.

Soon enough, the trio made it out of the terminal. The crowd at the pickup area was sizeable, so Collins, ever the vigilant manager, positioned himself right beside Leo, ready to shield him from any recognizing glances.

As they emerged, Zach had entertained the notion of letting the cat out of the bag about his youngest brother, but seeing the throng of people waiting outside, he found himself instinctively taking a protective position on the flank, keeping curious eyes at bay.

Mirabella stood at the back of the crowd, half–concealed by a black mask. Spotting Zach and Leo, she waved casually over the heads of the bystanders.

Having not spent more than a few hours with Mirabella, Leo didn’t recognize her immediately, especially with the mask in place. It wasn’t until he saw Zach stride over and stand before her that Leo’s eyes widened in recognition.

“Have you been waiting long?” Zach asked Mirabella, his voice unexpectedly tender, a stark contrast to his typical brusqueness with his brothers.

to Leo, decked out in his incognito get–up, and greeted him

his baseball cap, still held a trace of surprise. Snapping out of it, he acknowledged her with a soft “hm” before instinctively looking to

awkward moment, had already shifted

Collins broke the ice

politely, “Hello, Mr. Collins.”

my name. You’ve got a good memory.” He recalled barely interacting with

smiled,

reaction from the corner of his

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a name was child’s

interjected, “Let’s get moving. The airport’s crowded. We can talk at

of cars pulling away, leaving a gaping void in the lane where their ride should have been. It dawned on him that no driver was

them.