The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1063

Just over ten minutes later, Mirabella pulled back into her apartment complex. Before she even reached her driveway, she noticed a black sedan parked outside. As she spotted the figure standing by the car, she couldn't help but press a hand to her forehead.

"Is this what you'd call a major awkward moment?" she thought to herself.

As her car approached, James had already turned his gaze towards her. Even from a distance, the headlights made it easy to recognize the person inside. The one who claimed they were off to bed a while ago was now outside, and James, leaning casually against his car door, had a smirk playing on his lips, not quite a smile but close enough.

Mirabella scratched her head, easing her car up to her doorstep. She cut the engine but hesitated, reluctant to step out. James remained leaning there, hands stuffed in his pockets, not making a move, his eyes fixed on Mirabella through the car window.

It was nearing eleven, the sky was dark, and the streetlights in the complex were spaced far apart, so once the car lights were off, the inside of the car was swallowed by darkness. Feeling his intense gaze, Mirabella touched her nose, finally pushing open the door. She walked over to where James stood, her face composed as she asked, "You're back, huh?"

James raised an eyebrow, "Already asleep?"

Mirabella couldn't keep up the charade and let out a small cough, "I was at a family birthday dinner tonight."

James nodded, letting out a soft sigh, "Looks like my half-day stakeout wasn't for nothing."

Initially, after their call, he had planned to head straight home. But somehow, his car ended up here, almost as if it had a mind of its own. Maybe it was a gut feeling?

It was only then that Mirabella noticed James's outfit was different from usual, and the exhaustion on his face was clear as day. She paused, then suggested, "You should head back and get some rest. We can catch up tomorrow."

James watched her quietly, agreeing with a simple "okay," but made no move. A cool breeze blew by, bringing a few raindrops that splashed onto their cheeks, cold as ice.