The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 245

James?

Curtis' eyes bulged in disbelief, taking a quick glance at Wyatt. Had grown so bold as to address the boss in such a casual way?

But then... "Ms. Mirabella?" Who was that?

It was only then that Wyatt turned to Curtis. "Oh, the box of Incense of Calm that the boss has was a gift from Ms. Mirabella."

Curtis, of course, knew about the boss' unexpected acquisition of a top-quality box of Incense of Calm that had been helping him relax. To return the favor, Curtis had been coerced into sneaking into Donald's private collection to steal a box of prized coffee beans, a deed that ensured he dared not show his face around Donald since.

"Ms. Mirabella, who is she?" asked Curtis, his curiosity piqued.

Authentic Incense of Calm was rare in the market. The precise blend of herbs required the incense maker to have a deep knowledge of their properties, not to mention that the dosage directly affected the effectiveness of the incense.

"Just a high school senior," replied Wyatt, his voice as nonchalant as his expression.

Curtis' grip on the steering wheel tightened. He was sure his ears were playing tricks on him. A high school senior?

Not someone from a reclusive and influential family?

Curtis turned his head to look at Wyatt again and opened his mouth to say something, but then Wyatt continued speaking. "Ms. Mirabella's academic record is stellar. She's been in a competition where she's scored top marks repeatedly." Wyatt said, almost with a tinge of admiration that one struggling student might have for a top achiever. He had seen her rankings and scores online.

Curtis was speechless. Great, first it was his ears, and now his eyes were deceiving him too.

Wyatt noticed Curtis' shocked expression and said quite seriously, "Curtis, focus on driving, will ya? You're giving everyone the jitters."