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?

figure out the password

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

looking up, she calmly replied, "I didn't guess it. The location I tracked earlier was linked

this, Atlas's

had been tracked to this phone, cracking its

Atlas didn't pursue any other line

immediately opened an app, and sure enough, there

the phone but found nothing

a few seconds

she wouldn't find any more clues. She then said to

thoughts, but nodded, "Should

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

her reasons and didn't

they took

phone again,

email end up on

should