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

Chapter 521

Wyatt coughed, promptly shattering the stillness of the living room. “Really, it’s no big deal if Mr. Benald stays he said, a casual draw in his voice. “I could just have a few extra guys tail him discreetly.”

Curtis turned to him with a raised eyebrow. “What’s going on?”

Wyatt then gave him the lowdown on being tailed on the way back to the neighborhood and shared his insights on the current situation. After listening, Curtis paused for a few seconds before saying, “I’m leaning toward sending Mr. Donald home; 188.”

With the situation so murky, having Donald around was just adding to the worry.

“But knowing Mr. Donald and his temper…” Wyatt let out a sigh.

Donald skipped dinner over a little disagreement.

“It’s fine. The old man blows up fast, but he cools down just as quick,” Curtis reassured. Then, after a brief pause, he circled back to the matter at hand. “I’ll go check out who was behind that little incident tonight.”

handle ourselves, but God forbid someone starts targeting Ms. Mirabella, Wyatt said, his voice

a top–notch alchemist, and the way James looked out for her said volumes about her importance. Not to mention, with Ms. Mirabella around, James‘ chronic condition was the last

picked up his glass of red wine and headed back to

“James, should we arrange for someone

gaze was distant as if recalling something, and he simply shook his head. “No

of surprise, he asked again, uncertain,

his cutlery and resumed his dinner with refined grace. It was a while before his voice

Wyatt said, touching the tip of his nose. Though he didn’t grasp the full story, he

rather perplexed. He’d been informed his daughter

a private sedan. Normally, a

the least.