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."

the first few lines, his face changed dramatically. He snatched the papers from Curtis and quickly scanned

to the

of voice messages to find a common thread was no small feat, let alone assembling those threads

would have been a tough nut to crack if

have

the last page and saw the decoded text, he nearly

official strategic maps to a foreign country? Do you have a

fingers went slack, and the papers fluttered

get this?" Andrew's bravado evaporated. He'd encrypted the files and hadn't even dared to store them on a

"It's

known, don't

swnovelet

spell that out for

realizing it

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