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."

buzzed then, and he excused himself to take the

few seconds, her eyes returning to the pile

the advanced design of the

half-finished product beside the blueprint, which seemed to be

metallic parts, the person assembling this weapon

against the table, Mirabella reached out to fiddle

returned from his call to find Mirabella

examining the area, seeming/one?

components. "Dinner's here,

the table as

meal was delivered by Wyatt, who was slightly surprised to

that weapon in the basement and hadn't expected him to not

Although he trusted Mirabella's

bet

it was still

the agency, and the

safer

discuss this privately with James