The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1892

Nestled in the middle of nowhere, Peace Village was a bit of a surprise. With its brick-red walls, green rooftops, and cobblestone lanes, it wasn't the rustic, shabby huts you'd expect from such a remote place. Instead, it looked pretty much like any other village you'd find elsewhere.

Right now, though, the place was eerily quiet. Every door was shut tight, and an unnerving silence filled the air. It seemed abandoned, yet there was an unmistakable vibe of life lingering around.

Wyatt, feeling a bit on edge, kept his hand near his hip, ready for anything. The quiet was unsettling, almost like a warning.

Mirabella, unfazed by Wyatt's unease, led the group straight to the last house in the village. The gate was closed just like the others. But as she moved to knock, the door swung open from inside.

The man who opened it looked a bit taken aback to see strangers. His face quickly shifted to one of caution. "Who are you... How'd you get into our village?"

As he spoke, his fingers subtly grazed a hidden circular metal button on the doorframe, keeping it out of sight from those outside.

Mirabella caught onto his move, raised an eyebrow slightly, and replied calmly, "We're friends of Rea. We're here looking for someone."

The mention of Rea's name made the village head's expression shift again. He studied Mirabella for a good while. Although she didn't seem threatening, he kept his tone icy, "There's no Rea here, and we don't welcome outsiders. You should leave."

Mirabella seemed to have expected this, "Could we have a word in private?"

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