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

Chapter 245

James?

Curtis‘ eyes bulged in disbelief, taking a quick glance at Wyatt. Had grown so bold as to address the boss in such a casual way?

But then… “Ms. Mirabella?” Who was that?

It was only then that Wyatt turned to Curtis. “Oh, the box of Incense of Calm that the boss has was a gift from Ms. Mirabella.”

Curtis, of course, knew about the boss‘ unexpected acquisition of a top–quality box of Incense of Calm that had been helping him relax. To return the favor, Curtis had been coerced into sneaking into Donald’s private collection to steal a box of prized coffee beans, a deed that ensured he dared not show his face around Donald since.

“Ms. Mirabella, who is she?” asked Curtis, his curiosity piqued.

Authentic Incense of Calm was rare in the market. The precise blend of herbs required the incense maker to have a deep knowledge of their properties, not to mention that the dosage directly affected the effectiveness of the incense.

a high school senior,” replied Wyatt, his voice as nonchalant

tightened. He was sure his ears were playing tricks on

reclusive and influential family?

to say something, but then. Wyatt continued speaking. “Ms. Mirabella’s academic record is stellar. She’s been in a competition where she’s scored top marks repeatedly.” Wyatt said, almost with a tinge of admiration that one struggling student might have for

it was his ears, and now his eyes were

focus on driving,

quiet. He’s not thw one blabbing on the side.

the bud pulled up in front of the

hand, and not long after, Anthony

were only three girls; the other

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four–star hotel’s standard room was clean and tidy

with new messages. She checked it to find Anthony had created

for a few minutes before heading out the door. She then joined the other students who were headed there as well and rode the elevator down to the second