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

At the airport, Nick had just stepped off the plane, and Reid was right there to meet him.

"Hey, Mr. Nick," Reid greeted, nodding respectfully before grabbing Nick's suitcase.

Nick, looking sharp in his sleek black suit, carried himself with a tall, commanding presence. He had this cool, aloof vibe about him. As they walked toward the exit, he asked, "Has Keir woken up yet?"

"Not yet," Reid replied with a bit of a grin. "We've got Miss Mira to thank for Keir still hanging in there. Without her, well..."

Nick knew all too well about Mirabella's medical skills, and that knowledge eased his mind a bit. "With Mira there, I'm sure Chester will pull through."

"Absolutely," Reid nodded.

Miss Mira had quite the reputation for turning around cases that stumped the hospital's best doctors. With her on their side, it was just a matter of time before Keir would be back on his feet.

They reached the parking lot, and Reid stashed the luggage in the trunk. Once in the car, he checked the rearview mirror, started the engine, and asked, "Mr. Nick, do you want to head to the Davis estate or go straight to the hospital?"

hospital first," Nick answered without

replied. Just as he turned the car, his

his Bluetooth earpiece and answered, "...So, Mr. Jaime's at the main house? And Miss

the conversation.

days back, he stirred some of the

a sly character, always plotting something. After a moment, he decided, "Let's swing by the Davis estate

though Mirabella was incredibly capable, she might

Nickaime's crafty schemes

sure she

alright. "Alright."

just arrived back

at the

gave a slight nod, dropped her car keys on the foyer table, and followed him into

he didn't bother to pause, continuing at a relaxed pace as if

seat for a bit?" the butler suggested,