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

Jaime lingered at the car door for a moment, casting a cool glance over his confidant. "Mind your words."

The confidant was momentarily caught off guard, but as soon as their eyes met, he got the message. "I overstepped."

"Remember, the Davis family holds decorum in high regard," Jaime said, giving his confidant's shoulder a meaningful pat.

With that, he bent down and slipped into the car.

Rules are made by people, but the person making them isn't always the same.

The confidant nodded slightly, closed the car door, and joined him inside.

The car started up quickly, just as it had arrived, and the three vehicles sped out of the hospital in a neat line.

As they approached the intersection, the confidant, still mulling over Jaime's words, gazed out the window.

On the sidewalk, a couple was walking by. The woman, closer to the buildings, was hard to make out, but the man on the outer side had a striking presence, and something about him seemed vaguely familiar.

bureau guy

the confidant hit the

once he settled back, he frowned towards

the two figures disappearing around a corner. Hearing Jaime's displeased tone, he quickly explained, "Mr. Davis, I think I

rolled down the window

out the window but only caught a fleeting glimpse as the figures vanished around the

turned back and eyed his confidant. "Do you really think someone from the arms bureau would be wandering around

his head, responding almost automatically, "The

with similar builds," Jaime

quickly restarted

it made

was notoriously elusive, rarely seen in Merrywoods. It was

all, he hadn't seen the

head and refocused on

and was heading back to the hospital room when he looked up to see Mirabella coming in from outside. His eyes