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."

excused himself to take the call, stepping out

few seconds, her eyes returning to

closer, her surprise deepening at the advanced design of the firearm on the

the half-finished product beside the blueprint,

parts, the person assembling this weapon

out to fiddle

later, James returned from his call to find

examining the area, seeming/one?

the components. "Dinner's here, let's

back at the table as they headed out

who was slightly surprised to see Mirabella and

in the basement and hadn't expected him to not

Although he trusted Mirabella's

bet

was still a secret

agency, and

safer it

discuss this privately with James