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

Chapter 1342

After firing off the screenshot, Mirabella shot over another message, asking them to rustle up those ingredients. She figured they were caught up in something since there was radio silence for a while. Unbothered, she slipped her phone back into her bag.

...

Halfway through the trip, Adler decided to hop out of the car, not wanting to put James out by driving him all the way home. Initially, he intended to head straight back to his place, but on a whim, he turned and made his way to the research institute instead.

Swanson, who was still fretting over how to get Adler out of his predicament, was taken aback to hear he was already back.

"How did you manage to get out?" Swanson asked, calling him into the office with a puzzled look.

Adler paused, choosing to keep James out of it, and replied, "A friend pulled some strings and vouched for me, so they let me go."

"A friend?" Swanson mused, immediately recalling the mysterious person who had been quietly pulling the strings behind the scenes. "Is it that Emmitt of yours?"

Adler coughed and nodded.

He had asked Adler before, but Adler had always been tight-lipped. It was only through this recent incident

for a moment before continuing, "By the way, if it's possible, could you invite Emmitt for a meal? He agreed to help us analyze the molecular structure

was taken aback, "You

even know

matter. After a moment, he said, "I'll have

was clear he was hoping to recruit her. Though

smiled, dropping the subject, but added, "What were you

maintained a

to call him out, "Alright, you can head

his chance, quickly made his

**

James had just

area, glanced over, and saw Mirabella had dozed off again, her eyes shut tight, clearly in a deep sleep. After a bit

he decided to head back to