The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 964

As Austin was halfway through his drink, the lights in the villa flickered and then went out completely, plunging the house into darkness.

Leaning against the bar, Austin frowned. Was there a power outage?

He downed the rest of his drink, set the glass on the bar, and pulled out his phone. He unlocked it, turned on the flashlight, and made his way toward the fuse box to see if the circuit breaker had tripped.

But as he got closer, the beam of his phone's flashlight revealed a figure standing against the wall, dressed in black and wearing a metal mask.

The light reflected off the mask, giving the figure a menacing, almost supernatural appearance.

Austin gasped, nearly dropping his phone. The buzz from the alcohol evaporated instantly, and he rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating. "Wh-who are you?" he stammered.

His words came out in a panic as he backed away, his free hand flailing in search of something—anything—to defend himself with.

The masked figure let out a sneer and stepped closer, holding a baseball bat that he slowly raised. "Looking for this?"

Austin's body shook, and he bolted, but the total darkness and the jittery light from his phone were no help.

He soon tripped and fell, losing his grip on the phone, which clattered to the floor. He didn't dare retrieve it, his eyes fixed on the approaching figure.

"Do you know who I am? If you touch me, the Cunningham family will come after you," Austin blurted out, hoping the name would intimidate the intruder.

The villa’s doors and windows were shut, and the soundproofing was excellent; no matter how loud the noise inside, it wouldn’t be heard outside.

Perfect for a beating.

Ten minutes later, the masked man strolled out of the villa as if nothing had happened. A sedan drove up the driveway, perfectly timed.

He opened the door and got in. As the car window lowered, the man removed his metal mask, revealing the rugged face of Atlas.

He glanced once at the villa, then directed the driver to go, his thoughts already on what lay ahead.