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.

your Emmitt must be someone with quite the connections," Swanson said, surprised. He had asked Adler before, but Adler had always been tight-lipped. It was only

the way, if it's possible, could you invite Emmitt for a meal? He

was taken aback, "You think

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

realizing the big boss had never brought up this matter. After a moment, he said, "I'll have to ask, but don't get your hopes up, Director. I doubt she'd be keen

but it was clear he was hoping to recruit her. Though Adler hadn't spent much time with Mirabella, he had a good sense of her

smiled, dropping the subject, but

gaze drifting, but he maintained a serious tone, "I swear

bothering to call him out,

chance, quickly made

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had

off again, her eyes shut tight,

decided to head back