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.

he caught a glimpse of Mirabella curled up lazily on the couch, engrossed in her phone.

her

looked up, her eyebrows arching in question at the sight of

from her. He draped his arm casually over the back of the couch, his

she tucked her phone into her jacket pocket. Shifting closer to James, she said, “No

“Sure.”

little, extending his hand toward her, his voice soft, “Then take

her fingers on his wrist. A few seconds later, she withdrew her hand, “You’re just a

who had been listening, asked,

sounded… well, a bit suggestive

his boss‘ lower abdomen. Noticing his gaze,

eyebrow, her response tinged with amusement, “Google it, and you’ll find everything.” Hearing this, Wyatt shook his head. It was probably something that would wound James‘ pride;

his chin, Wyatt asked again, “So, how

“You could start by being