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.

quite the connections," Swanson said, surprised. He had asked Adler before, but Adler had always been tight-lipped. It was only through this recent incident that Swanson had indirectly gotten a hint of who might

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

was taken aback, "You

for someone I don't even know at the medical school?" Swanson gave

was quiet for a bit, realizing the big boss had never brought up this matter. After a moment, he said, "I'll

a dinner invitation, but it was clear he was hoping to recruit her. Though Adler hadn't spent much

subject, but added, "What were you doing looking

nose, his gaze drifting, but he maintained

bothering to call him

sensing his chance,

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James had

and saw Mirabella had dozed off again, her eyes shut tight,

head back to his