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

Mirabella arched an eyebrow and looked directly at Carter, the leader of the group. He had the strong presence typical of a soldier, but right now, his demeanor felt more hostile than anything else.

Mirabella gave him a once-over, then nodded slightly as she said, "Oh, so after I solve your problem, you're planning to lock me up, huh?"

Carter's eyes focused on her face. It was surprising to see someone so young handle a cyber issue so effectively. Despite her appearance, which was no different from any other young woman, there was a subtle air of confidence about her that didn't go unnoticed.

She clearly wasn't intimidated by him.

Carter narrowed his eyes and smirked. With a no-nonsense tone, he said, "I think you've got it wrong. We're not here to lock you up; we're here to make sure you stay safe for a while. You wouldn't want any trouble, right?"

"Ms. Mirabella's safety is our responsibility at James Corporation," Curtis stepped in front of Mirabella, his voice cold.

"Mr. Curtis, this is the Department of Homeland Security. Interfering with our duty compromises our relationship. Why make it difficult?" Carter didn't want to hear anymore. He gestured towards Mirabella, his voice firm, "Ms. Mirabella, please come with us."

Curtis narrowed his eyes and took a small step forward.

Before he could do anything else, Mirabella patted his shoulder, stepping forward without much concern. She said to Curtis, "It's fine. As a citizen, I should have the right to be protected."

Curtis's face twitched, his eyes showing a mix of emotions. Finally, he nodded and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Ms. Mirabella. James will be here soon."

He put extra emphasis on the name James, clearly hinting at something.

Carter noticed and inwardly scoffed, thinking they were overly confident.

Mirabella waved at Curtis, following Carter. Her voice floated back, "Don't forget to remind him to add a compensation for emotional distress."

Curtis was left speechless.

As he watched Mirabella and Carter disappear down the corridor, Curtis reached for his phone to call his boss at James Corporation, only to find there was no signal.

Frowning, he walked around, but no matter where he went, there was no signal anywhere.

It was clear a signal jammer had been activated throughout the building.

Curtis's mood sank instantly.

**

Elsewhere.noveldrama

On the nineteenth floor, in an office.

James lounged on the sofa, a coffee cup held elegantly between his fingers. After a moment, he said indifferently, "Tell them to forget about it."

Sam, knowing his nephew's personality well, pondered for a few seconds before suggesting, "Or maybe a compromise? Could we develop a modified version?"

James raised an eyebrow, "Sam, if I didn't know you better, I'd think they bribed you."

Sam's face darkened immediately, "You little rascal, who are you kidding? Believe it or not, I'll throw you into boot camp for two weeks!"

"Oh, I'm not eight anymore," James replied lightly.

Sam coughed, looked away, and took a big gulp from the coffee cup on the table before steering the conversation back, "Why not consider a modified version?"