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

Chapter 1461

Paul knew it was impossible for there to be no one watching outside, and given his current state, he had no means to resist. Taking Rea with him would only make things more difficult, ultimately preventing either of them from escaping.

He didn't mind being captured, but Rea was still young.

"Go," Paul said, struggling to raise his hand, trying to give Mirabella a push.

"You're not going anywhere today," Santos sneered, his people surrounded the place, and even if they fell for Cian's trick, escape was still out of the question.

Mirabella glanced at Santos with annoyance.

She kicked him away, then once again helped Paul up, sighing softly, "Morgan, you're still the same as ever."

Hearing this, Paul's eyes reddened even more.

Mirabella helped him sit down on a chair, "Since I've come, there's no way I'd leave empty-handed."

Looking at her, Paul saw her calm demeanor, and his underlying worries strangely began to dissipate.

Rea's character, she certainly wouldn't act

to the ground, had his hand on his chest. He looked at Mirabella, who was now standing with her back slightly turned to him. His hand, slipping into

wrist just as he drew

strength. His phone fell out of his pocket, but he didn't care, just coldly staring at Mirabella, "If you dare touch me, we'll

out to Mirabella,

slowly crouched down, and with the gun's muzzle, lifted his chin to look at

let's see if you're tougher or the

was gambling with the lives of

scoffed, "You're overestimating

slid out of Santos's pocket, which

phone was off, and she pressed and held the power button.

Missed calls.

James, Wyatt,

had been four hours since she disappeared,

all from about four hours

to call, but what did James

decided to call Atlas back first to let