The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1181

Austin was feeling pretty frustrated and turned to Atlas with a stern tone, "Move aside."

Atlas just gave him a sideways glance. That look, calm as it seemed, had an underlying threat that made Austin shiver instinctively. He'd forgotten that Atlas wasn't someone to mess with.

Austin took a step back, not daring to push his luck any further.

"You've got one day to sort out the assets that rightfully belong to our lady's mother," Atlas said with a cool indifference.

Austin, his face set in a grim expression, was about to protest, but Atlas cut him off.

"Of course, if you're not willing to do it yourself, I don't mind stepping in. But my help comes with a price so steep the Cunningham family won't be able to handle it." Atlas's presence was so intimidating that no one doubted he meant every word.

"Why should I? Who do you think you are?" Kitty chimed in, biting her lip.

Atlas's gaze flicked to Kitty. "Don't worry, you're not slipping away either." Then, turning back to Austin, he added, "Remember, you've got just one day. Exceed that, and you won't like what happens next."

With that, he turned and left, his entourage trailing behind.

Once Atlas and his crew were gone, the previously silent ballroom seemed to come alive again as voices started buzzing.

"Sorry, Mr. Cunningham, I just remembered something urgent at home. I need to leave."

"We should head out too."

"My apologies."

Wasn't she just a girl who grew up in the countryside and recently moved to the city for school? How did she suddenly know all these people?

Kitty couldn't wrap her head around it, feeling like her brain was about to burst with confusion.

Austin, eyes red with frustration, turned to Kitty, "What kind of research did you even do?"

If he'd known his niece was connected to the Shepherd family, he wouldn't have made a move that offended them.

Kitty, tired of his constant blaming, shot back, "Emmitt, give it a rest. If my research had gaps, why didn't you double-check? When you found out the kid was friends with the head of the pharmaceutical association, you should've looked into it more. What's the point of whining now? You think I wanted this mess?"

Austin felt the sting of her words, realizing he should have dug deeper when he learned about the child's connection with the head of the pharmaceutical association. Now, it was too late to change anything.