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

eyebrow. This kid could be incredibly dense at times, but sharp as

that, Cassie felt the weight in her heart suddenly drop, [Then

Seeing she couldn't get anything more from Cassie, she quickly ended the conversation on

against the couch, her eyes quietly staring at the crystal chandelier overhead,

**

at the

with a hoodie over his head and a black mask covering most of his face, Ben stood not far from

dressed in dark clothes, stood beside

heavily disguised as Ben, his handsome face and deep-set features visible, especially his deep blue eyes, which were

in his eyes, "Ruined by a woman, years of my plans. I can't just

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

settle this score.

Ben faced his murderous aura

lowered his lashes, his fists

must,