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

Chapter 399

Wyatt flashed an awkward smile at Curtis, who hadn’t heard his previous mumble and shook his head. “It’s nothing.”

Curtis glanced at him and put his headphones back on. “Don’t bother me if it’s nothing.”

His voice dripped with annoyance.

Wyatt craned his neck to peek at Curtis‘ computer screen, which was covered with what looked like gibberish running amok, and asked, “What are you hacking into now?”

Curtis‘ noise–cancelling headphones, combined with the sounds already playing in his ears, meant he didn’t hear Wyatt’s question. With Curtis‘ dismissive attitude and incomprehensible chaos on the screen, Wyatt pursed his lips and walked back out of the den.

No sooner had he left than the number seven flashed on Curtis‘ computer screen. He sighed at the sight.

Still in seventh place.

He couldn’t help but wonder what insane levels the top two hackers on the leaderboard had concocted that seemed impenetrable. Curtis took off his headphones and closed his laptop, setting it aside on the desk.

room, where he caught a glimpse of Mirabella curled

Strands of her long hair fell across her delicate profile, adding to

Mirabella looked up, her eyebrows arching in question at

walked over, settling down not far from her. He draped his arm casually over the back of the couch,

Shifting closer to James, she said, “No need for TV, but I do need to check your

“Sure.”

a little, extending his hand toward her, his voice soft,

his wrist. A few seconds later, she withdrew her

listening, asked, “What does

bit suggestive to

glanced at his boss‘ lower abdomen. Noticing his gaze, James‘ face darkened instantly.

her response tinged with amusement, “Google it, and you’ll find everything.” Hearing this, Wyatt shook his head. It was probably something

again, “So, how do we fix this?”

“You could