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

The following morning, Jaime found himself back at the hospital, this time with a posse of elders from the Davis family in tow. Word had only just reached these elders about Keir's grave condition, and the urgency of the situation had them rushing over without a moment's delay.

Jim, the current head of the Davis family, was pivotal to the family's future. With no wife or named successor, the stakes were high, and everyone was beginning to have their own agendas. Nick, groomed to take over, had the skills but was bogged down by some serious mental hurdles, making him less than ideal to lead the family. And then there was Miss Mira, who'd been making waves recently, but really, how formidable could a country-raised girl be?

The group piled into the elevator, heading straight up to the eleventh floor. Jaime was puzzled about why Grady hadn't arranged for someone to stop them at the entrance today. But as soon as the elevator doors slid open to reveal a lineup of armed guards, his questions were answered. The whole floor was locked down; Keir's condition must be touch-and-go.

With a hand casually tucked behind his back, Jaime traded knowing glances with the elders before stepping out of the elevator. They barely made it a few steps before being halted.

"Apologies, Mr. Jaime and esteemed elders, but Keir requires complete rest and isn't seeing visitors," Reid announced, his tone a stark contrast to Cole's icy demeanor the night before, now laced with a courteous smile.

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on Grady. Even if they didn't get to see Keir, Jaime's objective was being met. The Davis family was