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

Chapter 872

Andrew's face went dark the second he heard those words, his hand twitching near the gun strapped to his waist, ready to draw it at a moment's notice.

The guys who'd come with Andrew were already on high alert, their guns aimed in one direction, ready to fire at the slightest hint of trouble.

"Don't push your luck," Andrew warned coldly.

The whole room became tense in an instant.

Wyatt, standing nearby, was about to make a move, but James, who had been sitting calmly, stood up and strolled over to Andrew. Towering over him, he looked down and said, "You think you're up to this?"

Andrew, usually so authoritative, found himself stepping back instinctively when he met James's eyes, like a mouse staring down a cat.

"You..." Andrew stammered, unable to find his words.

Just then, Curtis, exuding a chilling authority, walked in. He didn't seem bothered at all by the guns trained on him by Andrew's men. He approached Andrew, holding up a piece of paper. "Maybe you should take a look at this before you say anything else."

and glanced at the document. As he read the first few lines, his face changed dramatically.

watched him with a cold smile. "You might want to skip to the last page. Decoding your voice

to find a common thread was no

tough

it had been just one recording, Curtis might not have found any flaws.

finally reached the last page and saw

foreign country? Do you have

Andrew like a sledgehammer. His fingers

did you get this?" Andrew's bravado evaporated. He'd encrypted the

smirked, "It's simple: if

known, don't

swnovelet

spell that

it was all

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