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

Chapter 1374

Wyatt checked his Messenger app and quickly forwarded the image Mirabella had sent him to his team, making sure to give them clear instructions. James was a priority, no doubt, but he couldn't overlook the future lady of the house either.

Once he was done, Wyatt pulled up an empty chair and settled in, eyes glued to the screen as he monitored the tracking updates. Every now and then, he tried to send out a communication signal. As the minutes turned into hours, the signal on the screen inched closer to their base.

Night had fully set in when suddenly, Wyatt's previously silent headset started crackling with static. His face broke into a smile. He jumped up, adjusting the frequency on his headset while striding outside, gesturing for some of his crew to grab flashlights and follow him.

They hurried to the edge of the uncharted forest, stopping at a marked spot, not daring to go any further. A few more tense minutes passed before Wyatt finally got a connection. He asked eagerly, "James, are you guys close? I'm waiting at the exit."

A low 'yeah' was all he got in return. Wyatt let out a relieved sigh and stood by quietly, waiting.

of night, a group emerged from the mysterious forest, led by James, whose presence was as commanding as ever. Curtis

rushed forward, his eyes scanning the people they were carrying, especially the unconscious Trevor. His heart

replied with a serious

nodded and signaled for the men he brought to help out. Given the condition of the archaeological team, they wasted no time

plane was airborne, heading back to

made his way to the front cabin to check on James, who was slumped in a sofa

waved a tired hand. After over ten hours

happened in the forest to leave the team so battered, but seeing James's exhausted face, he held