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

Perhaps Cassie hadn't checked her phone until Mirabella had just gotten back home-that's when she finally received a reply.

Y: [No, it's a secret matter of the clan. The elders would never mention that

traitor.]

Y: [Why are you suddenly asking about this?]

Mirabella slipped on her slippers and headed inside while typing a reply: [Just curious.]

Cassie knew this person wasn't the curious type. After a moment of thought, she said: [Is something wrong? Paul hasn't gotten back to me either.]

Mirabella went to pour herself a glass of water, then sat down on the couch without hiding anything: [Morgan has disappeared.]

Y: [Disappeared? You can't find him either?]

Mirabella sent a brief affirmative, then after a moment of thought, she messaged again: [Do you think he disappeared to lure me out?]

does this have to do with the traitor you

This kid could be incredibly dense at times, but sharp as a tack when it mattered, [No

weight in her heart suddenly drop, [Then you needn't worry. Morgan's fighting

more from Cassie,

her head back against the couch, her eyes quietly staring at the crystal chandelier

**

at the

mask covering most of his face, Ben stood not far from the airport security checkpoint

in dark clothes, stood beside

and deep-set features visible, especially his deep blue eyes, which were unfathomably deep. "Watch yourself,"

eyes, "Ruined by a woman, years of my plans. I can't just leave, not like

at the security bureau, and the days spent hiding like a rat, all constantly reminded him that he

settle this score.

faced his murderous aura without any

lowered his lashes, his fists

what you must, I won't