The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1784

"Looks like it," Wyatt replied. "There's talk about some ancient site in Baycliffe, loaded with artifacts and rare treasures. The town's buzzing with people already."

"But I've got a team shadowing Trevor and his crew, so there shouldn't be any hiccups," Wyatt added confidently.

James, always trusting Wyatt's judgment, nodded. "Okay."

Wyatt gave James a cautious look, thinking it over before he asked, "Want to check out the action ourselves?"

James's eyes flickered with interest.

"Where there's treasure, there's bound to be a gang of thieves. Maybe that scoundrel who pinched our stuff last time will pop up," Wyatt said, clearly annoyed.

After years of chasing that rogue, it was downright embarrassing not to have caught him yet!

At that moment, Mirabella appeared from the basement, pausing briefly when she caught Wyatt's mention of the "scoundrel."

She shot Wyatt a glance, then moved to pour herself a glass of warm water.

James noticed her and paused the chat with Wyatt, asking, "All done?"

Wyatt stepped aside, nodding at Mirabella. "Ms. Mirabella."

Mirabella leaned casually against the counter, her tone indifferent, "Nope, just thirsty. Came up for some water."

She took a sip, not even glancing at the two men nearby.

Ha, scoundrel.

Even if the scoundrel strolled right in, they wouldn't notice.

Wyatt rubbed his nose, sensing something was off with Ms. Mirabella's mood. He turned to James and whispered, "Did you tick off Ms. Mirabella again?"

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