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

Chapter 1287

Not long after, Wyatt strolled in from outside and noticed two people sitting close together, with James quite openly holding Ms. Mirabella's hand.

Clearing his throat, Wyatt sidled up to James and murmured a few words in his

ear.

James listened, then turned to Mirabella, "I'll step out for a bit. Will you wait here for me?"

"Sure," Mirabella nodded, "Go ahead."

James gave a gentle nod, squeezed her hand lightly before releasing it, and then swiftly exited the surveillance room with Wyatt.

Just after they left, another person walked in.

This newcomer was the manager overseeing the auction house's surveillance, also a tech whiz. He'd always held Curtis in high esteem, but after seeing Mirabella's impressive skills earlier, he quickly found himself a new hero.

So, upon entering, besides keeping an eye on the screens, he boldly asked Mirabella for some computer tips.

patiently offered a mini

to the private room upstairs and stood by the window, gazing down at the

and everyone was getting ready to leave when

lights in the dozen private rooms did too, plunging the

screams erupted all around,

whipped out

with a calm demeanor, while his team, already positioned in the shadows, sprang

Curtis's voice crackled through James's

we've checked everyone, and no one was

reported quietly, a frown evident

eyes narrowed slightly, "Did anyone leave

his head. They had everything set up to ensure no one slipped out

chimed in, "I haven't spotted anyone acting out of the

to think whoever

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playbook inside out; otherwise, they wouldn't have. slipped out so cleanly," Curtis said

to believe our own folks would spill the beans. This