The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1814

He wasn't planning on heading to the control room anyway. Curtis refocused, letting his hand drop from his forehead and casually shifting to dodge the overhead camera. He shot his coworkers a wry smile. "You guys go ahead. My stomach's acting up again; need to hit the restroom."

His coworkers, clearly used to this routine, waved him off. "Your stomach's been bothering you all day. You should grab some medicine later."

"Yeah, I know," Curtis nodded, clutching his stomach as he hurried down the corridor in the opposite direction.

The two just shook their heads as he disappeared. "Jules has been dealing with a lot lately. If it’s not a stomachache, it's something else."

"Right? He used to be more reliable."

They turned to enter the control room and nearly bumped into a man on his way out. The guy was dressed casually, his shirt slightly unbuttoned to reveal a small tattoo on his neck, adding to his laid-back yet intense vibe, especially with those sharp, dark eyes.

Seeing him, the two immediately stopped talking, stepping aside respectfully. "Mr. Hartlee."

Hartlee gave a slight nod, his gaze drifting toward the hallway where Curtis's silhouette was fading around the corner. Pulling his thoughts back, Hartlee returned to the control room.

The control room was the heart of the entire base, packed with surveillance systems and the controls for security mechanisms throughout the facility.

Hartlee ignored the two colleagues who had followed him and headed straight to the main control panel. He stood there for a moment, then pressed a button.

Everyone else was busy with surveillance screens or checking on security protocols, too absorbed to notice his actions. Right now, the priority was finding the intruder.

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