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..

stepped outside the mansion, they were greeted by the sight of Zach waiting under the streetlight. Pressing her fingers to her

narrowed his eyes slightly before turning to Mirabella. “Is he

whispered,

no surprise. He pondered for a moment before stepping beside Mirabella as they approached

out with a hint of exasperation,

in response, his gaze quickly shifting to

appearance and an air of aristocracy. Zach’s eyes narrowed with an instinctive

be my tutor,” Mirabella replied smoothly, without batting an eye.

and he politely nodded at Zach, choosing to

tutor in his early twenties? Could that be right? Something didn’t

sign of deceit,

face in silent embarrassment, coughed, and then

remembered it was late. However, he didn’t press further, simply nodding politely to James before

their departing figures with a thoughtful