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.

glimpse of his laptop screen made her

looked up with a quizzical expression. “Ms.

screen. “Is your

was a void of black, save for the flickering characters. Curtis‘ mouth twitched in a wry smile. Not everyone was a tech wizard, and he didn’t bother to explain. Instead,

gaze, her expression neutral, and continued toward

in his arms, joined James in the living

him. “Still trying to

affirmation. “Whoever this ‘Y‘ is, they’re a

“If it were easy to crack, you would’ve taken

embarrassed to

to his phone, suddenly chimed in. “Just

nearly dropped his laptop, his cheeks twitching. “Who

Wyatt said, his face a picture of doom. “I hope he hasn’t noticed

turned to his boss. “Boss, I request

twisted. “That’s harsh.”