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

As soon as Mirabella stepped into the master bedroom, a faint medicinal scent rushed to her nose. It was hard to identify the specific aroma, as it was a smell typically lingering on those who had been in long-term contact with medications.

However, the presence of this scent in the room, although very faint, suggested that the person had not left long ago.

Pondering, Mirabella walked further inside, towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. She pushed open the door and stepped out onto the balcony, surveying the surroundings briefly before turning back inside.

"Miss Mira, I found a cellphone in the bathroom," Atlas emerged from the bathroom, holding up the device. "It's still working, but it's locked."

"Hmm?" Mirabella raised her head, her gaze momentarily freezing as it swept over the cellphone in Atlas's hand. She then took a couple of steps forward, her voice betraying no emotion, "Let me see."

Atlas handed her the phone.

Taking it, Mirabella noted its all-metal body, devoid of any brand logo. Her fingers moved slightly, and the screen lit up, prompting for a password.

Mirabella paused briefly before entering a six-digit code. As soon as she finished, the phone unlocked.

Atlas, who had been observing Miss Mira's actions closely, was stunned to see her effortlessly unlock the phone with a random string of numbers.

Are computer hackers really this impressive nowadays?

out the password upon getting

and eventually couldn't help asking, "Miss Mira, how did I you guess

twitched slightly, without looking up, she calmly replied, "I didn't guess it. The location I tracked earlier was linked to this

this, Atlas's surprise gradually

tracked to this phone, cracking

pursue any other line

an app, and sure enough, there was an email from

but found nothing else of

few seconds

wouldn't find any more clues. She then

unable to discern her thoughts, but nodded, "Should we have someone keep

the phone, "No need, the person I'm looking for

knew Mirabella had her reasons and didn't press

they took

out the phone again, her eyelashes casting shadows

end up

Morgan should have