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

Chapter 1721

James let out a soft sigh, savoring the rare moment of sweetness from his girlfriend. The hard edges of his face softened noticeably as he asked, "When do you think you'll be heading back?"

Mirabella leaned back into the cozy couch, her bright eyes fixed on the vintage chandelier above. She blinked thoughtfully and said, "I have a feeling it won't be any time soon."

Even though she had originally planned to stay for just a week, plans often had a way of changing unexpectedly.

Just then, her phone buzzed with an incoming call.

It was Grady.

Glancing at the screen, Mirabella said, "I'll have to catch up with you later. Something's come up."

"Alright."

James listened to the call end before lowering the phone from his ear. The warmth

in his expression vanished, replaced by a sharp, icy demeanor.

Wyatt, who had just stepped into the room, felt the sudden chill. "...'

late to quietly back

sidelong glance, making him flinch. With no choice, Wyatt braced himself and

as it had appeared, like it was never there

suspected, Santos isn't dead. On the day Ms. Mirabella was

and showed James a photo. "But he looks really young in this, probably another disguise.

He doesn't look like someone who's taken a life-threatening gunshot," Wyatt remarked with a

at the photo. The guy did look quite

narrowed slightly,

surprised. "There's a drug that can make wounds heal visibly fast. It's not surprising he's back

remembered hearing rumors about such a drug and scratched his head. "Wouldn't that be

thin line. "The more unnatural something is, the more likely

agreed with

didn't linger on the topic, instead asking,

get inside, but we're sure

their appearance, certain physical traits remain constant. Even if Santos

his phone with his

added, "Coincidentally, the first base is sending technicians to Riverside University to repair damaged experimental equipment. Once we get our hands on the base's access passes, our people can slip

as targeting James.