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

Chapter 390

Mirabella descended the stairs. She finished her chicken soup and readied herself to head home.

Tl walk you, James offered, standing up.

Just as Mirabella was about to decline, Wyatt interjected, “Boss, you should still be recovering Let me escort Ms. Mirabella instead.”

James merely cast a casual glance at Wyatt. Was this what they called being attentive?

Feeling an inexplicable dangerous chill, Wyatt shivered.

Without a word, James slowly made his way to the front door, his upright posture belying any sign of weakness. Wyatt stroked his chint, conceding he may have misspoken.

Mirabella, casting a glance at James‘ retreating figure, said nothing more and proceeded outside.

She had told her brother, Zach, she’d be back soon, and now, nearly two hours later, she could only imagine the nagging that awaited her..

outside the mansion, they were greeted by the sight of Zach waiting under

Zach from a distance, narrowed his eyes slightly before turning to Mirabella. “Is he waiting for you?”

and whispered, “My brother,

moment before stepping beside Mirabella as they approached Zach.

called out with a hint of exasperation,

response, his gaze

appearance and an air of aristocracy. Zach’s eyes narrowed with an instinctive sharpness. “Mira, who’s

to be my tutor,” Mirabella

James‘ mouth twitched, and he politely nodded at Zach, choosing

A tutor in his early twenties? Could that be right?

sister and seeing no sign

and then turned to her brother. “Alright, Zach, it’s getting late; we should head home.”

she remembered it was late. However, he didn’t press further, simply nodding

a thoughtful gaze, then turned and re–entered