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

Chapter 1702

Mirabella barely gave the man a second look as she breezed past him, continuing down the hallway without breaking stride.

The man noticed, his eyebrow lifting ever so slightly, but he didn't bother to stop or turn around. He rounded the corner and slipped back into his own private room, ending his phone call as he went.

Inside, two others were waiting.

"Leon, have you thought more about our partnership?" a middle-aged man seated at the head of the table asked, his voice courteous yet firm as he addressed Asa.

Asa settled into his chair with an air of easy indifference. "I'm in no hurry," he said casually.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, his fingers pressing into the armrest with a hint of impatience, though he kept his cool.

"As long as you provide us with the genetic enhancement tech, a long-term partnership will be nothing but beneficial for you," he pitched again.

in a laid-back manner. He didn't bother looking at the

the room, prompting the middle-aged man to drop the topic for now. While a deal with Asa was crucial, today's focus

bumped into at the restroom. Though

way she'd almost collided with him,

on the auction's weaponry, so he turned back to the middle-aged man. "I'm up for a partnership, but there's

Asa for his own ends, but Asa wasn't naive. Meanwhile, Mirabella

being displayed below, suddenly getting why the old man agreed so quickly. The auction was all about heavy-duty weaponry,

a cannon, imagining the authorities mistaking him

joined Cassie

her eyes sweeping over the heavy

well-versed in firearms, but these industria@grade cannons were

the holographic archives from her ancestors hadn't shown such firepower. Then again, if her ancestors had mastered everything, the Massolio family