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

Chapter 1390

"Hey, should we let Nick, Ms. Mirabella's contact, know about this?" Wyatt suddenly recalled, having previously swapped contact info with Atlas.

"Yeah," James replied quietly. There was nothing secretive about it, especially since the Davis family's global connections were likely more robust than his own.

A suspect accused of stealing national research secrets shouldn't have been let go in the first place. Now that he's out, staying in the country doesn't seem likely. James glanced out the car window, feeling a bit stuffy inside. He rolled it down, letting in the brisk air, which eased the heaviness in his chest a bit.

At a red light, Wyatt hit the brakes and grabbed his phone to shoot a quick message to Atlas on Messenger, giving a brief rundown of the situation. It seemed Atlas was tied up, as he didn't respond right away. Not wanting to pester him, Wyatt decided to leave it at that.

Half an hour later, they were back in their neighborhood. As Wyatt was about to head out, he noticed James rubbing his temples, assuming he was still stressed about Ben. "Don't sweat it too much, James. Ben's got enough on his plate; he won't be causing any trouble," he reassured him.

James gave a soft hum, waved goodbye, and headed inside.

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Nick had been out of the hospital for a few days. Thanks to some cover-up by the virus center, no one suspected anything when he returned to the medical school. He'd been swamped

Atlas called. Frowning slightly, Nick pondered for a

his head, "Just surface stuff,

Just keep an eye on the immigration

it, I'll handle it,"

Mirabella's sharp skills and marksmanship, he hesitated. He might even get an earful

before turning to go inside.

himself and walked over. "When did you

waiting until Nick got closer before standing up straight. She glanced at the

sister She could be pretty intimidating when angry, so he decided to be upfront. "Atlas just called. Ben's