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

Chapter 1596

Mirabella settled into her chair but didn't bother with her fork. Instead, she pulled out her phone to check the slides Robert had just sent her. True to Mr. Smith's word, the material was complex, but it wasn't anything she couldn't handle. After a quick glance at the first couple of slides, she lost interest and set her phone aside.

Resting her chin on her hand, she lazily turned her head to watch James eat. Let's face it, watching a good-looking guy was way more entertaining than looking at slides. James paused mid-bite, glancing up at her. "Am I really that good- looking?"

Mirabella nodded without hesitation, "Yep, you are."

When it came to speaking her mind, Mirabella was a pro. James raised an eyebrow, "I guess I should be grateful for this face of mine."

Mirabella just grinned and shifted the conversation, "When did you get here?"

"A few days ago. Something came up last minute." James put down his fork, his meal forgotten, and added thoughtfully, "Joen, the guy backing Summer, is from the Phantom Base."

silent, but the air around her seemed to grow heavier. James had seen her express this kind of dislike before, but it was more intense this time. After last year's drama with Catherine, Summer was definitely suspicious, but not enough to stir

if not outright known, were easy

drumming her fingers on the table, her voice

James let it drop. He stood up and started tidying the table. Mirabella yawned as she headed towards the master bedroom, waving

own devices in the spacious suite that could easily

sure whether to appreciate her lack of caution or remind her that he was, after all, a grown

breakfast when she ~ received a text from Robert, asking

there, yawning and looking even

their eyes, a smirk playing on her

Mirabella observed th k

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antics. "Probably the jet