The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1340

Adler gave his nose a thoughtful scratch, still puzzled over Mirabella's phrase, "no fight, no acquaintance," but too shy to probe further. At the doorway, Carter took a deep breath, then spun around and walked off. There was no way he could take on the woman inside, and he knew he'd end up on the losing end. No point in sticking around!

So, the group that had barged in with such bluster left quietly, not leaving a trace behind. The door clicked shut again. Adler stared at it for a moment, trying to wrap his head around the fact, "Did they really just up and leave like that?"

He'd imagined all sorts of dramatic scenes in his head, but nothing had happened at all. Mirabella shot him a sidelong glance, "Would you rather they came back in for round two?"

"A fight?" Adler's lips twitched, "Did you actually fight them before?"

Mirabella fished her phone out of her pocket, shaking her head with a modest grin, "Nope, do I look like I could take anyone on?"

Adler heard her, and while her words made sense, the way those folks had bolted as if they'd seen a ghost was definitely intriguing. He dragged a chair over and sat back down, deciding against urging Mirabella to leave after everything that had just gone down.

Ten minutes later, the detention room door swung open again. This time, it wasn't the law enforcement folks at the door. As soon as Adler saw it was James, he tapped the table to get Mirabella's attention, "Time to go."

Mirabella glanced at Adler, then nodded, "Yeah, time to head out."

Adler gave a little nod, sitting there with a smile, showing no sign he wanted to leave himself. Mirabella made her way to the door, "All sorted then?"

James nodded, casually asking, "Nothing happened, right?"

"If you want to stay here, I'm not stopping you," Mirabella said, already heading out with James.

Adler touched his nose, wondering if this was what it felt like to have someone powerful on your side. Watching them walk away, he quickly caught up.

In no time, the three of them passed through several checkpoints and reached the courtyard. While waiting for the elevator, another group slowly made their way over from a nearby corridor, with Ben escorted in the middle.

Mirabella stood facing the elevator, her head slightly bowed, eyes on the floor, not bothering with anything around her. Ben, meanwhile, was being tightly held by the law enforcement team, metal handcuffs clinking.

He looked pretty downcast, his mood having plummeted since being brought back to the security bureau. As they reached the courtyard, his eyes accidentally landed on the three by the elevator. Spotting one of their profiles, Ben froze for a moment, caught off guard.