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

The law enforcement department of the security agency was on the third floor. Offices were to the east, and special rooms, like the isolation room, were to the south.

The southern section was particularly secure, with several metal doors under tight control. Without an access card, getting in was impossible.

James took the elevator straight to the third floor, walked through several automatic doors along the corridor, and stopped at the first metal door. His expressionless face reflected off the glass window to his right, giving him an aura of a warrior.

Curtis, who had been waiting outside the metal door, stepped forward as he saw him. "James."noveldrama

Without an access card, Curtis could only wait outside.

James slightly lifted his arm and looked through the gaps above the metal door frame at the fully armed guards inside. With a slight purse of his lips, he commanded, "Open the door."

The guard met James's gaze, and his body tensed involuntarily. Even through the door, the chilling aura couldn't be contained. Clenching his weapon tighter and recalling the orders from above, he reluctantly responded, "I'm sorry."

James's eyes narrowed slightly, then focused on the lock of the metal door as his fingers twitched slightly.

Seeing this, Curtis's face changed drastically. He stepped forward, blocking the lock, and spoke to the guard inside in a stern voice, "Aren't you going to call Carter over? Do you really want to see this place destroyed?"

The guard, reminded of the rumors about the Shepherd family, stepped back and turned to go inside.

Curtis watched the guard leave, breathed a sigh of relief, turned to James with a face void of emotion, "James, don't be rash. This is a secure facility after all."

James gave Curtis a cold look. "You think I'm afraid?"

Curtis, sweating profusely, pressed his hand against the metal door. "They wouldn't dare touch Ms. Mirabella. If not for anything else, think about Sam."

James remained expressionless.

Then Curtis remembered something and quickly added, "Right, when Ms. Mirabella left with Carter, she asked me to tell you... she demands compensation for emotional distress."

Hoping his message would have some effect, James's killer intent seemed to freeze at that moment, and after a while, he let out a light laugh.

She's really bold.

The tension around James dissipated, returning to his usual calm demeanor.

Curtis, noticing the change, silently wiped the sweat from his palms and relaxed his tense body, stepping aside with his gaze lowered.

He hadn't expected Ms. Mirabella's words to be so effective.

In the isolation room.

Mirabella sat in a chair with her legs crossed, a small table in front of her, and Carter seated across from her.

"What's your relationship with James?" Carter narrowed his eyes at Mirabella's nonchalant demeanor, a hint of displeasure in his gaze.

This girl was truly fearless, her arrogance mirroring that of a member of the Shepherd family.

Mirabella leaned back lazily, too indifferent to even raise an eyebrow, "Oh, are you interrogating a prisoner here?"

With a flick of her finger and a curl of her lips, she added, "I solve a problem for you, and this is how you treat a hero?"

Carter let out a short laugh, "A hero? Do you even know the caliber of people in the control center?"

Mirabella seemed intrigued now, tilting her head toward Carter and nodding, "Go on, I'm listening."

Ignoring the provocation from the woman across him, Carter slammed his hands down on the table, making a loud bang, "Those are some of the top computer experts in the country. You think you can fix a network issue they couldn't? Think I'm a fool?!"

Goodnight, see you tomorrow.