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

Chapter 1435

Within minutes, Mirabella's car pulled up outside the designated old warehouse.

She glanced at Lisa in the rearview mirror before stepping out of the car.

The night was dark, but light spilled from the warehouse, illuminating Mirabella, clad in a sleek black coat. Her eyes narrowed as she noticed two guards at the warehouse entrance. She approached silently, swiftly neutralizing them without a sound.

They never understood what hit them.

Tucking away her silver needle, Mirabella heard several gunshots from inside. She looked up and quickly entered.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the sounds of combat grew louder as she moved deeper into the warehouse.

To an observer, it might seem the mercenary had the upper hand, but in reality, only he knew he

reduced without him noticing, and he started

base, and if James's reinforcements arrived, escaping, let alone completing their mission, would become difficult. Losing patience, the mercenary ordered his men to leave James barely alive. James, with his deep and emotionless eyes, dodged another attack, then in a swift movement, grabbed the mercenary's wrist, positioning himself behind him.

eyes narrowing, felt his instinct for danger spike. He tried

tightened his hold. But then he paused, as if sensing

control momentarily and he turned around, aiming a

gave him immense power, enough to gravely

his palm. The mercenary froze, his palm

he looked at the needle through his

men too found themselves weakened, unable to even hold their guns steady, dropping them

mercenary managed to stay on his knees, noticing a new, deadly presence

woman emerging from the shadows, her black attire making