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

Chapter 1516

Wyatt was waiting downstairs, his eyes quickly picking up on the bundle of papers James was carrying, a sure sign that Dane had once again demanded a lot from his student.

He coughed into his hand, not daring to ask anything, but hurried to open the rear car door for him.

Once both were seated, the car pulled away from the tech institute, and after a moment, Wyatt ventured to ask, "James, where to now?"

James, having tossed the blueprints onto the adjacent seat, was drumming his fingers on his knee and didn't respond. Instead, he took out his phone.

He dialed Mirabella.

The phone rang a few times before it was finally picked up.

Before James could speak, the noisy background filled with loud rock music from Mirabella's end came through, prompting him to ask, "Are you out?"

"Yeah, it's a bit noisy here, maybe I'll call you back later?" Mirabella said, twisting slightly to lower her voice.

"Okay." James agreed but couldn't help asking before hanging up, "Are you alone?"

"No," Mirabella glanced at the person beside her, "I'm with a senior from my department."

A senior, huh.

gaze hardened slightly as he replied, "Alright, just make sure you

and quickly ended the

James: "?"

driving, suddenly felt a chill in the car, especially down his spine, as if a familiar murderous

who knew him well, was certain this was far

too well the severe

He never wanted to experience that again

**

up, Mirabella turned her attention back to the stage

beside her, turned to

Blaze and smiled, shaking her head,

“This play isn't worth our time. Let's go, I'll take you

raised an

the opera house. Right next to it was a restaurant, just a few minutes'

restaurant, Mirabella glanced at the

What a coincidence.

Michelin-starred chef's." Blaze had already made

appearing very

the ground floor and ordered their meal. Then Blaze looked up at Mirabella and said,