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."

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 Mirabella's emotions so much.

outright known, were easy to

fingers on the table, her voice

in the topic, James let it drop. He stood up and started tidying the table. Mirabella yawned as she headed towards the master bedroom, waving her hand dismissively. "I'm off to bed. You should get some rest too.

out, leaving him to his own devices in the spacious suite that could easily

couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head. He wasn't sure whether to appreciate her lack of caution or remind her that he

when she ~ received a text from Robert, asking her to come downstairs. She sent a

three friends were already there, yawning and looking even more exhausted than the day before. "Didn't you

their eyes, a

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eyes were still a bit bleary as he waved at her, glossing over

antics. "Probably the jet