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

Grady found himself momentarily speechless, unsure of what comforting words to offer. He was taken aback by the thought that the usually decisive Keir could have such an awkward moment.

"Maybe you could come over and... quietly check things out?" Grady hesitated, almost saying "sneak."

"Do I really need to sneak around to keep an eye on my niece?" Keir scoffed coldly before abruptly hanging up.

Sneak? Quietly observe?? What a laugh!

Hearing the abrupt end of the call, Grady sighed to himself. "Such a tsundere," he thought, slipping his phone back into his pocket. As he turned to head back to the arrivals area, he caught sight of a familiar figure not too far off.

The person carried an air of cool elegance, and even with a black mask covering their face, Grady recognized them immediately. He squinted, feeling a sudden wave of irritation. Miss Mira was still so young; why were there always people with questionable intentions hovering around her?

His fingers twitched in his pocket, but instead of approaching, he pulled out his phone and made a call. The subordinate who had been waiting at the arrivals area discreetly moved away.

James stood at the arrivals area, scanning the crowd before checking his phone. It was a message from Wyatt. After a quick read, he simply replied with "Got it," and left it at that.

As he slipped his phone away, a shadow loomed over him. James looked up to find a man in a sharp suit, exuding a sense of danger.

"James, our boss would like to see you," the man said, polite but firm, gesturing for him to follow.

James's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he noticed a subtle emblem on the man's lapel. His initial cool demeanor softened. "Right now?"noveldrama

"Yes, please." The man nodded, extending his hand again.

James glanced at his watch, pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He soon followed the man to a café within the airport terminal. After James took a seat, the man stood by and said, "Our boss is finishing up some business. He'll be with you shortly."

James gave him a calm look, seemingly unfazed. "Alright."

His patience and calm demeanor were impressive.

Grady's subordinate observed this, silently agreeing with Grady's earlier assessment: anyone interested in Miss Mira couldn't be entirely trustworthy.

So, one stood guard while the other waited, the atmosphere calm and composed.

Time ticked by, and soon it was half-past six. Mirabella had slept through the

thirteen-hour flight and woke up naturally as the landing announcement came on.

Next to her, Blaze and the others

had already turned on their phones. Mirabella followed suit, and

messages poured in, including

inquiries from Nick and updates

from Grady and James.

She replied to each one before getting up and disembarking with her friends.

"We'll head straight to the hotel.

After such a long flight, make sure to get a good night's rest and adjust to the time difference. Tomorrow, we'll meet with the other students from the math department," instructed Robert, their professor and team leader, as they moved through the terminal.