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

Chapter 400

James cleared his throat with a hint of formality. “Alright.”

should be heading out, Mirabella said, giving a casual wave as she stood up.

James rose to his feet, his movements measured and calm. “Let me walk you out.”

No need, Mirabella replied with a shake of her head, already sidestepping him to make her exit.

Her slippers betrayed her, catching on the rug and causing her to stagger. Before she could regain her. balance, a firm grip encircled her arm, steadying her. “Watch your step,” came a deep voice from above.

Lifting her gaze, Mirabella locked eyes with James‘ penetrating stare. She paused momentarily, then straightened up. “Thanks.”

James let go, the very picture of a gentleman. “No problem at all.”

“Off I go,” she declared, this time with noticeably more care. A few steps later, she ran into Curtis, who emerged clutching his laptop. He offered her a polite nod in greeting.

she passed by Curtis, a glimpse of his

with a quizzical expression.

at his screen. “Is your

smile. Not everyone was a tech wizard, and he didn’t

withdrew her gaze, her expression neutral, and continued toward

gone, Curtis, with a laptop in

him. “Still trying to break

in affirmation. “Whoever this ‘Y‘ is, they’re a coding genius. Their

on the couch, James tapped his fingers idly on his knee. “If it were easy to crack,

looked down, stung by the truth in James‘ words, too embarrassed to admit that after weeks

had been glued to his phone, suddenly chimed in. “Just got a message. Donald’s coming.”

nearly dropped his laptop, his cheeks twitching. “Who did you say is

said, his face a picture of doom. “I

to his boss. “Boss, I request a transfer

twisted.