The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1823

The head of security rushed to catch up with Santos, leaving only a handful of tech staff in the control room. Curtis sat down and exchanged a glance with Hartlee, feeling a strange vibe in the air. Was Hartlee trying to help him out of a jam just now, or was it pure coincidence? Curtis knew better than to believe in coincidences.

He turned his attention back to the console. Whatever Hartlee's intentions were, now wasn't the time to get caught up in speculation. Ms. Mirabella had a tracker on her. Whether she knew it or not was a mystery... Curtis eyed the array of controls in front of him. If she was clueless, then he was ready to shake things up a bit.

As he looked away, Hartlee seemed deep in thought, his gaze fixed on the computer with the inserted chip. The red dot on the screen crept closer to the central area. Was it that bald-headed guy?

Meanwhile, Mirabella was skillfully dodging the guards chasing her, her expression dark as she navigated the base. She had planned to stir up trouble from the start, but these guys had tracked her down way too fast. It was almost like they had some hack, knowing exactly where she was.

She suddenly stopped, taking a slow look around. The guards hadn't caught up yet, so the hallway was eerily quiet, confirming there were no stealthy figures lurking. Yet—

Mirabella's sharp instincts kicked in, telling her she was missing something. A faint rustling noise caught her attention, and she quickly turned towards it. A gray blur appeared, and realizing it was spotted, it shrank back into a corner. A rat? What was a rat doing here?

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