The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1177

The guests in the banquet hall seemed to fixate on Mirabella, eager for a bit of drama without caring much for the truth. Unruffled, Mirabella looked at Kitty, clapped her hands, and said with a hint of irony, "Quite the story you've spun from thin air."

With a knowing smile, she turned her attention to Atlas. Catching her signal, Atlas pulled out his phone and stepped aside to make a call. Kitty and Austin watched with furrowed brows, unsure of what game was being played now. Regardless of what was unfolding, they both knew they couldn't let Mirabella dig up the old inheritance issue.

Austin quickly interjected, "Let's just let it go. Mirabella's young, maybe she got the wrong idea from someone. There's no need to blame her."

Kitty nodded in agreement, understanding the delicate balance of the situation. "I'm not blaming her, really. I just don't want her caught up in something that creates tension between us."

Mirabella watched them script and act out their little play with a smirk, deciding to stay silent for the moment.

After finishing his call, Atlas returned and nodded at Mirabella before resuming his place by her side. Just then, two people entered the room. One dressed like Atlas, while the other, in casual attire, was around fifty and walked with a noticeable limp.

The moment Kitty and Austin saw the casually dressed man, their expressions shifted dramatically. It was Lawyer Weeks.

As the pair approached, Atlas's associate acknowledged Mirabella and Atlas with a nod, handing over a document folder to Atlas. But Kitty and Austin weren't focused on the folder—they were fixated on Lawyer Weeks.

"What brings you here, Lawyer Weeks?" Kitty asked, her fingers curling slightly with tension.