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

One Nick was already a handful, and the thought of another was enough to stir up chaos in the Davis family, leaving the power dynamics up in the air. That's not what Jaime wanted. Even if Jim's niece was just an ordinary person, with no special skills, it was wise to stay ahead of the game.

Jaime's eyes sparkled with a knowing, cold smile. His right-hand man quickly caught on to who Jaime was hinting at and nodded. "Got it."

"Good."

Jaime leaned back in his chair, letting silence fill the room. Just then, his phone buzzed.

It was an unknown number. Jaime never bothered with those and dismissed it without a second thought. But the persistence of the caller was clear when the phone rang again moments later. This time, Jaime hesitated briefly before picking up. "Hello... Yeah, see you soon."

After hanging up, a subtle change washed over Jaime's expression. His confidant asked cautiously, "Mr. Davis, who was that?"

"The Earl's estate, Count Murray wants a chat," Jaime replied, pondering this unexpected invitation.

The confidant looked puzzled. "The Earl's estate? We've never been on the best of terms with them. What's he after now?"

said, squinting a bit as if trying to see

on going?" The confidant

old grudges, no one would dare to act out in

it's a trap..." The confidant began, but Jaime cut him off. "It's fine." He rattled off

conceded, steering the car

...

pulled up at the agreed spot with Count

into the room, Murray was

Murray greeted, still seated, motioning towards the sofa across from him

Jaime

was safe, Jaime took a seat, cutting straight

3ing?"

coffee himself. "I