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.

gesture, but as she passed by Curtis, a glimpse of his laptop screen made her hesitate. She turned back to look

up with a quizzical expression.

pointed at his screen. “Is your computer

smile. Not everyone was a tech wizard, and he didn’t bother to explain. Instead, he just nodded

expression neutral, and continued toward the front door.

Curtis, with a laptop in his arms, joined James in

“Still trying to

on the code running automatically on his screen, grunted in affirmation. “Whoever this ‘Y‘ is, they’re a

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

down, stung by the truth in James‘ words, too embarrassed to admit

suddenly chimed in. “Just got a message.

dropped his laptop, his cheeks twitching.

a picture of doom. “I hope he

I request a transfer to Antarctica. Effective immediately.”

twisted. “That’s harsh.”