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

Chapter 1399

Nikolai glanced at Wyatt, opening his mouth, but no comforting words came. Even Mirabella was stumped, so he felt completely helpless too. The room was quiet, the silence only broken by the ring of a phone. It was Mirabella's cell. Seeing it was a call from Zane at the school, she got up and stepped into the next room to take it.

Nikolai's eyes followed Mirabella until she was out of sight before turning back to James, guilt etched on his face. "Sorry, I'm not much help either."

James, looking pale, replied softly, "Don't blame yourself. Some things are just beyond our control."

"Any leads at all?" Nikolai asked, concern heavy in his voice.

As they'd discussed earlier, illnesses don't just appear out of nowhere, especially not something as unique as James's condition.

"None," James said, shaking his head. He picked up his coffee and gestured for Nikolai to do the same. "Thanks for making the trip here."

Nikolai waved it off with a wry smile.

flaring up?" Wyatt asked, glancing at James

He picked it

medical association?" Wyatt's eyes

had roots in a mission years ago that nearly killed him, and the person responsible was never found. According to Mirabella's hunch, the

way, he didn't reveal exactly who passed along the info. Wyatt probed a bit more but

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but you can never be too careful. As they chatted, Mirabella returned from her call. With her back, they resumed discussing James's condition, but after half an hour, Nikolai decided

walk you out," Wyatt said, standing to

sending a message off to Atlas, Mirabella pocketed her phone. "I've got to

sideways. "Just like that, leaving a sick guy behind? Doesn't that

stood up, and said