The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

The basement was spacious with a modern decor, including a study and a coffee room.

The door to the study was ajar, light spilling from the crack, drawing Mirabella towards it. Inside, she saw the busy figure of a man.

She knocked gently and then pushed the door open to enter.

James put down the metallic piece he was holding and turned to look at Mirabella, "You're awake."

Mirabella nodded, her gaze briefly flitting over the items on the table, a hint of surprise crossing her features.

The table was cluttered with weapon components, and among them, a half- finished product stood out.

"I've ordered dinner, it should be here soon," James said, removing his gloves and noticing Mirabella's attention on the table behind him, "Are you interested in these?"

Hearing his question, Mirabella diverted her gaze, disinterestedly replying, "Not really."

James raised an eyebrow, "Then what are you interested in? Making money?" Mirabella gave him a silent glance, "Do I look that vulgar to you?"

James chuckled, shaking his head, "Alright, my mistake."

His phone on the table buzzed then, and he excused himself to take the call, stepping out of the room.noveldrama

Mirabella stood still for a few seconds, her eyes returning to the pile of components and a blueprint laid out beside them.

She moved closer, her surprise deepening at the advanced design of the firearm on the blueprint.

Mirabella looked towards the door thoughtfully, then back at the half-finished product beside the blueprint, which seemed to be a third of the weapon's frame.

Judging by the scattered metallic parts, the person assembling this weapon seemed somewhat clueless.

Leaning against the table, Mirabella reached out to fiddle with the intricate components.

Minutes later, James returned from his call to find Mirabella still

examining the area, seeming/one?

ignoring the components. "Dinner's here, let's go upstairs to eat."

Mirabella nodded, not looking back at the table as they headed out together.

The meal was delivered by Wyatt, who was slightly surprised to see Mirabella and James emerging from the basement.

He knew James had been working on that weapon in the basement and hadn't expected him to not avoid Mirabella.

Although he trusted Mirabella's

bet

character it was still a secret project

within the agency, and the fewer

knew, the safer it was

Wyatt decided to discuss this privately with James later, for Mirabella's safety as well.

Pushing those thoughts aside, Wyatt greeted Mirabella, "Ms. Mirabella, happy New Year."

"Happy New Year," Mirabella

rested with a slight nod. I

she didn't wait to start

picking up the fork immerget

James pulled out a chair, noticing Wyatt still standing there. With a look, he conveyed his message.

Understanding instantly, Wyatt hurriedly said, "I'll leave you to it then."

"Sure," James responded, finally sitting down.

Wyatt thought to himself, James really wasn't making single life any easier!

Despite his internal complaints, Wyatt quickly made his exit.