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

Chapter 1279

Afternoon.

The underground auction house on the north side of town.

"You head to the private room; I'll join you in a bit," James said, wrapped in a black trench coat with a matching turtleneck underneath. He gave Mirabella a quick glance, leaving Wyatt to ensure her safety.

Mirabella nodded and followed Wyatt up to the plush private suite upstairs.

The room was cleverly designed for privacy; you could watch everything happening in the bustling auction below without anyone seeing in.

Mirabella settled into a chair, her eyes scanning the lively scene below. Her gaze flitted over the security cameras strategically placed around, noting the tight security.

It felt like a fortress against thieves.

wasn't starting anytime soon, so Mirabella turned away,

Lisa on Messenger

her plans were for the

tapped back

clutching her phone, let out a small sigh of relief when she saw Mirabella's response. She quickly typed back, "No worries... If you're busy, go ahead with

raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, then replied, "Just let me know if you need

fingers tightened around her phone. It took her a moment to swallow her guilt before

she didn't think much of it and just sent

and sat there, lost in her thoughts. The door to the room was

asked, seeing her daughter in just a thin loungewear. She put the plate down and hurried to the closet to fetch a thick down jacket, draping it over Lisa's

seemed to snap out of her thoughts, looking up at her mother. "Oh,

them as she spoke. "You've been

smile, shaking her head. "No,