The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 971

James listened to the question on the other end of the line, casually lifting his head to glance at Mirabella as he walked forward. He replied in an easygoing tone, “Yeah, girlfriend.”

Trailing behind, Mirabella stumbled in surprise.

Noticing this, James chuckled, grabbed her shoes from the shoe rack, and set them on the floor.

Sam, on the other end of the phone, sounded skeptical. “Bull, didn’t you just say not too long ago that there was nothing between you two? Are you trying to fool your uncle who doesn’t know what’s going on?”

James opened the door and leaned lazily against the frame, waiting for Mirabella to come out. His gaze wandered to the garden cloaked in the night sky. He nodded and added, “It was bound to happen sooner or later.”

Mirabella: “...”

Sometimes having sharp ears isn’t all that great.

Sam’s mouth twitched, feeling the conversation was going nowhere. “Alright then, keep it up, and don’t forget to drop by my camp in the next few days.”

James’s gaze sharpened slightly, and he murmured in agreement before hanging up.

After a brief pause, he turned his head to look at Mirabella behind him. She seemed calm, but her eyes were a bit unfocused. James raised an eyebrow, stood up straight, took the backpack from her hands, and said, “Let’s go, I’ll walk you home.”

He led the way.

Mirabella hesitated for a moment, then followed.

As they strolled through the neighborhood, the streetlights cast long shadows of them walking together. Despite the silence, there was a comfortable ease between them.

**

Unlocking the door and stepping inside, Adler was met with a thick layer of dust. He quickly pulled a mask from his pocket and put it on.

The disposal room hadn’t been cleaned in years, with various items piled up inside. After scanning the room, his eyes settled on a metal shelf by the window. He paused, then walked over.

The shelf was cluttered with numerous documents. It took Adler over an hour to finally find a piece of research on radioactive sources.

The document was yellowed and aged, but fortunately, its content was mostly intact.

Ignoring the rest, Adler began to flip through it page by page. Unfortunately, the document was incomplete, missing the most critical steps of analysis and assay.

It was clear that even as a discarded document, it wasn’t meant to be fully referenced.