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

As they rounded the corner, Ben glanced out the window again, his eyes deep and contemplative, lingering until the car in the rearview mirror was no longer visible. Only then did he press the button to close the window.

Meanwhile, Mirabella's fingers drummed an erratic rhythm on her knee, her gaze still fixed outside. She seemed completely unfazed by the sight of Ben.

James, seemingly unaware of the earlier moment, glanced up at Mirabella. "I've got something later, so I'll drop you home first," he said.

Mirabella finally turned her gaze away from the window, nodding as she closed it. "Okay, you go ahead."

James responded with a soft hum.

Not long after, his phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, then promptly put on his headset and answered.

It was Curtis, who got straight to the point. "James, are you with Ms. Mirabella right now?"

"Yeah," James replied, his light-colored outfit making him look even more aloof. "What's up? Just spill it."

"We've got a network issue over at Sam's that I can't fix. I think Ms. Mirabella could help, but I messaged her on Messenger and she didn't reply," Curtis explained quickly.

James paused for a moment, then said, "I'll ask her." He glanced at Mirabella. "Mirabella, you free tonight?"

Hearing her name in that low, familiar voice, Mirabella paused, then nodded. "...I should be."

"Alright," James told Curtis, "come by in forty minutes."

Curtis agreed with obvious relief.

After hanging up, James removed his headset and tossed it aside. "Could you do me a favor?"

As he spoke, he signaled to turn, redirecting the car towards Defense District Street.

Mirabella glanced at him; it was clear he hadn't given her much of a choice.

"For a fee, of course," James added.

Initially lounging in her seat, Mirabella straightened up at his words. "Sure, what do you need help with?"noveldrama

James's cheeks twitched slightly before he replied, "Just fixing a network issue."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow. "Curtis can't handle it again?"

"He'd go into hiding if he heard you," James chuckled lightly.

Mirabella pressed a finger to her forehead, brushing away her bangs with a stylish move. "People grow through challenges."

James just gave her a look and said nothing more.

Thirty minutes later, the car pulled up to the side entrance of the National Security Building.

Curtis, having timed their arrival perfectly, was already waiting outside. Seeing James's car approach, he quickly stood up and walked over.

Hearing the car unlock, he respectfully opened the driver's side door, then walked around the car to open the door for Mirabella as she was about to step out.

"Ms. Mirabella," Curtis greeted with a slight nod.

Mirabella nodded back, stepping out and looking towards the imposing door ahead.

The thick metal door at the entrance gleamed with a mix of majesty and cold light, the solid walls adorned with infrared sensors and cameras pointed directly at her.

Mirabella remained silent for a moment until James joined her side. She then looked up at him. "This is where we're fixing the network issue?"