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

Chapter 277

“Well, this is a real head–scratcher,” Wyatt muttered under his breath, turning his attention to James who had been unusually quiet. “Sir, what’s your take on today’s fiasco?”

James was the only one who had had any contact with the person who had managed to snatch the device, albeit briefly. And although the perpetrator had slipped through their fingers before they could properly nab him, Wyatt always trusted his boss‘ judgment.

James‘ gaze was detached. His eyes were not quite focusing on anything in particular. After a moment he finally spoke, “I’m not sure.”

At his words, both Wyatt and Curtis fell into a contemplative silence. If even James wasn’t sure, then they had to consider that today’s slippery foe was on par with the one who had stolen the device the last time.

“I’ll keep digging,” Curtis said in a low tone.

James‘ gaze drifted off, signaling the end of the conversation.

the exhibition hall, she didn’t head straight back to her hotel. Instead, she instructed her driver to take a leisurely detour around the

it back on once she was safely in her room. The moment her phone came to

Hammond, and they were all made within the last half hour. Ignoring the texts and Messenger for the moment,

the afternoon, and the results of

as the call connected, Mr. Hammond picked up immediately; as if he had been waiting for her to get in touch. “Mirabella, your phone’s finally on. I’ve

an excuse, “I went out

the flower beds at the base of the Prestige College administration building, taking a deep breath before asking. “Did you check your results yet?”

Hearing a hint of something unusual in Mr. Hammond’s voice,

been less than stellar, Mr. Hammond cut in, stopping her words.

Chapter 277

I can’t talk right now. The principal just asked me to fill out some paperwork for your scholarship nomination. I’ll send you a pass shortly. Be sure to come

Hammond hung up before Mirabella could