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

Chapter 1492

The basement was spacious with a modern decor, including a study and a coffee room.

The door to the study was ajar, light spilling from the crack, drawing Mirabella towards it. Inside, she saw the busy figure of a man.

She knocked gently and then pushed the door open to enter.

James put down the metallic piece he was holding and turned to look at Mirabella, "You're awake."

Mirabella nodded, her gaze briefly flitting over the items on the table, a hint of surprise crossing her features.

The table was cluttered with weapon components, and among them, a half- finished product stood out.

"I've ordered dinner, it should be here soon," James said, removing his gloves and noticing Mirabella's attention on the table behind him, "Are you interested in these?"

Hearing his question, Mirabella diverted her gaze, disinterestedly replying, "Not really."

James raised an eyebrow, "Then what are you interested in? Making money?" Mirabella gave him a silent glance, "Do I look that vulgar to you?"

James chuckled, shaking his head, "Alright, my mistake."

table buzzed then, and he excused himself to take the call, stepping

stood still for a few seconds, her eyes returning to the pile of components and a blueprint laid out beside

deepening at the advanced design

thoughtfully, then back at the half-finished product beside the

scattered metallic parts, the

the table, Mirabella reached out to fiddle with the intricate

from his call

examining the area, seeming/one?

components. "Dinner's here, let's go upstairs

looking back at the table as

surprised to

weapon in the basement and hadn't expected

Although he trusted Mirabella's

bet

it was still a secret

agency, and

safer it

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