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..

and James stepped outside the mansion, they were greeted by the sight of Zach waiting

eyes slightly before turning to Mirabella. “Is he

whispered, “My brother, Zach.”

for a moment before stepping beside Mirabella as they approached

they drew near, Mirabella called out with a

in response, his gaze quickly

of aristocracy. Zach’s eyes narrowed with an instinctive sharpness. “Mira, who’s this?”

Mirabella replied smoothly,

corners of James‘ mouth twitched, and he politely nodded at Zach, choosing to ignore the hostility. “Hello

taken aback. A tutor in his early twenties? Could that be right?

suspicious glance at his sister and seeing no sign of deceit, Zach greeted James, “Pleased to meet you, sir!”

covered her face in silent embarrassment, coughed, and then turned to her brother. “Alright, Zach, it’s getting late; we should head home.”

her a look. Now she remembered it was late. However, he didn’t press further, simply nodding politely to James before walking home

departing figures with a thoughtful gaze, then turned and