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!"

have seen this coming and just sighed, "Professor, you must be

taken aback, not quite following her line

in your email. If the DO Group needs anything, just forward it

his desk, logged into his

back at Mirabella and asked, "You're asking for such a long leave; there's gotta be

academic conference," Mirabella said, without holding

was puzzled. There weren't any department- organized

nodded, "Oh, I might have forgotten

"You

professor, he knew the sciences often overlapped. He

physics?" Zane asked, still a bit

"Yep," Mirabella replied casually.

nod could attend such conferences. Yet, last semester,

in his cheek,

advisor in

startled by Zane's intense look, taking a moment