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

James's eyebrows lifted slightly at the mention of photos.

Mirabella had already opened the envelope, revealing a stack of pictures. The prints were a bit fuzzy, likely because the original camera shots weren't high-res. But even with the blurriness, the person in the photos looked awfully familiar.

Mirabella squinted, pausing on one photo before flipping through a couple more. Then, she decided she'd seen enough and bundled them back together.

Noticing Mirabella's mood had soured, James glanced at what she was holding and asked, "What kind of photos are those?"

Mirabella shoved the photos back into the envelope and replied coolly, "The kind someone would kill to get hold of."

James steered the car away from the school and, after a moment, asked, "Need any help with this?"

Mirabella clutched the envelope, then picked up a piece of paper with an address, a phone number, and a meeting time-tonight at seven.

She tossed the note back into the courier bag and turned to James, "Yeah, help me dig into something."

"Sure thing." James replied softly, pulling out his phone to call Curtis. Once he hung up, he told Mirabella, "Just let Curtis know what you need him to check."noveldrama

Mirabella nodded.

After sending a message, she settled back in her seat, absentmindedly twirling her phone. Her eyes, staring out of the car window, were deep with a hint of coldness.

James took a quick look in the rearview mirror but kept the silence in the car intact.

*

Meanwhile...

At 6:50 PM.

Kitty walked into the restaurant's private room, noting it was empty. Her eyes narrowed slightly.

Jules, who followed her, hung her purse on a nearby coat rack and pulled out a chair for Kitty.

"Are you sure she got the package?" Kitty asked Jules with a glance.

"Absolutely, I called the school, and they confirmed it was handed to her personally," Jules replied.

"Alright then." Kitty nodded, checking the time. Just a few minutes until seven.

Jules poured some coffee for Kitty and after a moment said, "Ma'am, I'll wait downstairs."

Kitty waved dismissively, "No need, if she got it, she'll show."

"Okay." Jules said no more and went to stand by the door.

Kitty gave him a look before turning her attention to her phone, scrolling to pass the time.

Time dragged on until it was twenty past seven, well past the meeting time, and Kitty's patience wore thin.

No one had ever made her wait like this.

Kitty's meticulously made-up face grew dark as she looked at Jules and ordered, "Call her."

They had gotten Mirabella's number from the school.

Jules nodded and took out his phone.

The call connected after just a few rings, but as Jules began speaking, it suddenly ended with a busy signal. He paused, confused, staring at his phone which showed the call had ended.

Kitty had been watching Jules and, seeing his reaction, her eyes narrowed, "Did she hang up on you?"

Jules scratched his head, "Not sure..." He wondered if it was a bad signal and decided to try again, "I'll give it another go."