The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1590

Mirabella and Grady were chatting away when they turned to see Robert and a few friends looking completely baffled. "Friends? Professor?"

The four snapped back to reality, their faces growing more and more bewildered, especially Blaze and the others.

Owning a car worth a fortune, and calling it a modest lifestyle?

They felt like their understanding of the world was being flipped upside down.

“Hey, let’s hop in the car,” Robert nudged Blaze’s leg, signaling him to stop staring.

Blaze looked like he wanted to say something but ended up climbing into the car quietly.

He figured he'd need to ask the professor later if he'd misunderstood what being broke meant. After all, it was the professor who'd made them think Mira was struggling to make ends meet.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, glancing back at the car, and she pretty much guessed why they were so flabbergasted. She hadn’t expected Grady to go all out like this either.

Once Mirabella and the others got in the car, she checked the time on her watch.

Weird, wasn’t that guy supposed to be here already? Where on earth was he?

Grady walked around from the back of the car and noticed Miss Mira still standing there, her eyes fixed on the airport entrance. He paused, walked over to her, and casually asked, “Why aren’t you getting in?”

Mirabella hadn’t taken her eyes off the entrance, “A friend said they’d be here to pick me up, but I haven’t seen them.”

Grady gave a warm smile, “Why don’t you give them a call? Maybe invite them for dinner with us.”

“Alright,” Mirabella nodded, pulling out her phone to make a call.

“Okay.”

Meanwhile, over at the airport café, James checked his watch; it was past 6:30. His phone, resting next to him, had been showing no signal since he got there.

Just then, the aide who’d been keeping an eye on him returned after a phone call, “James, you can head out now. Our boss is tied up and can’t make it. He said he’ll catch up with you for coffee another time.”

James lightly tapped his finger on the table. He’d been sitting there for nearly an hour, his composed face showing no sign of irritation, as he took another sip of his coffee.

After a while, he spoke calmly, “No rush, I’ve got nothing else on. I can wait.”

Grady’s aide felt a bit uneasy, “Our boss has already left.”

“No worries, your boss will probably come back,” James said with a relaxed tone.

The aide suddenly had a feeling that getting James to leave might be more complicated than expected. After trying to persuade him a few more times and seeing James still sitting there unfazed, the aide decided to step outside to make a call and explain the situation.