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

Chapter 1581

Wyatt had just wrapped up his call when he noticed Curtis zoning out at his computer screen. He couldn't resist breaking the silence, "Curtis?"

Curtis snapped back to reality, shut his laptop, and glanced at the middle-aged man sitting nearby. "I need to swing by the Weapons Bureau in the next couple of days," he announced.

Wyatt met his gaze, and with years of partnership under their belts, they could practically communicate through a single look. After a moment's pause, Wyatt nodded, "Alright, just watch your back."

Curtis gave a nod, grabbed his laptop, and headed out.

Once Curtis was gone, Wyatt called his team to deal with the middle-aged man. After dishing out instructions, he too made his exit.

**

Time flew by, and before she knew it, the end of the month was upon them.

The day before her overseas trip, Mirabella dropped by Zane's office to request some time off.

When Zane heard her asking for ten days of leave, he nearly leapt out of his chair. "Seriously? That's way too long! We're knee-deep in crucial talks with the DO Group. You can't be MIA!"

this coming and just

was taken aback, not

It's in your email. If the DO Group needs anything, just forward it to them,"

logged into his email, and—sure

looked back at Mirabella and asked, "You're asking for such

attending an academic conference," Mirabella said,

Zane was puzzled. There weren't any department- organized conferences that

might have forgotten to mention, I'm double

floored. "You forgot to mention

a physics professor, he knew the sciences often overlapped. He

your second major is physics?" Zane asked,

"Yep," Mirabella replied casually.

only the top-tier students or those with a professor's nod could attend such conferences. Yet, last semester, she seemed all in with their

a twitch in his cheek, and

advisor

was startled by Zane's intense look, taking a moment before she