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

Chapter 871

Atlas was caught off guard when he spotted Nick in the living room, but he quickly approached Grady. "Grady, the security team headed to the Northside branch. They've asked to see you."

Grady's fingers paused on the wooden beads wrapped around his wrist. He looked at Atlas, squinting slightly, "The security team wants to butt in too?"

"Looks like it. According to our guys, the authorities brought a bunch of people, and they're all armed," Atlas reported quickly, his voice calm and steady.

Grady rolled his neck and stood up from his chair. "Alright, let's go meet them." Atlas nodded and stepped aside.

Nick overheard their conversation and pondered for a moment before asking, "Should I come along?"

Grady raised his hand. "No need. You shouldn't show your face with the authorities around."

Nick thought about his position at the research institute and understood Grady's concern for his safety. He stayed quiet and didn't press the issue.

Grady and Atlas were on

stern, armed personnel,

up to the gate, the dark muzzles of

no signs of being fazed, as if he was used to such scenes. Without getting out of the car, he rolled down the window

a moment, the guns were lowered, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened, allowing the car to

*

Meanwhile...

in an illegal arms deal. You'll need to come with us," Andrew, dressed in a black tactical uniform, said, his gaze fixed on James. Though his tone was polite, it was clear

slowly picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and then spoke, "Illegal deal? Is Andrew joking with me or with the Bureau of

the World Alliance, independent of any country. It handled

the Bureau of Arms. Deals without

extent of these dealings depended on the

or special