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?]

have to do with the traitor you just

times, but sharp as

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

more from Cassie, she quickly ended the

her phone, Mirabella leaned her head back against the couch, her eyes quietly staring at the crystal chandelier overhead, lost

**

at the international

head and a black mask covering most of his face, Ben stood

man, also dressed in dark clothes, stood beside

man wasn't as heavily disguised as Ben, his handsome face and deep-set features visible, especially his deep blue eyes, which were unfathomably deep. "Watch

his eyes, "Ruined

that pierced his chest, the whip scars he received at the security bureau, and the days spent hiding like a rat, all constantly reminded him

settle this score.

standing opposite Ben faced his murderous

his lashes, his

you must, I won't