The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 259

Curtis had barely stepped out of the villa when he fished out his cell phone to call his crew, planning to arrange for a few more guys to tail them discreetly.

“No need to have anyone follow,” came James’ cool, detached voice, which interrupted Curtis’ plans. Caught off guard, Curtis had no choice but to hang up. Whatever, they were in Riverdale, their turf, so security wasn’t really an issue.

“Yo, Curtis, you can head back. I got James’ back,” Wyatt said with a look that screamed “you’re not needed here”.

Curtis’ mouth twitched. He had no desire to deal with this blockhead. “You think you know Riverdale better than me?”

“I’ve got GPS,” Wyatt replied, waving his smartphone for emphasis.

Clearing his throat, Wyatt added, “Ms. Mirabella is just a regular high school girl, man. Your tough-guy look might scare her off.”

At that, Curtis’ face darkened. He had that rugged, intimidating sort of look, with a buzz cut and a long scar trailing from his ear down to the nape of his neck, which added a touch of menace to his appearance.

“So, boss is hitting the night market to meet this Ms. Mirabella?” Curtis finally caught on to the situation.

A young girl, asking a man out to a night market late at night? Sounded like someone not exactly high society. Curtis’ curiosity about Mirabella faded considerably.

“Yeah, man, girls like her dig the night market scene,” Wyatt replied nonchalantly.

Curtis had a complicated expression. “Does she even know who James really is?”

Wyatt glanced at James, who was now ahead of them, and scratched his head. “Doubt it.”

Curtis relaxed a bit at that and said, “Alright, you go ahead, but make damn sure the boss stays safe.”

“Got it,” Wyatt responded with a wave, hurrying to the garage to fetch the car.