The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 929

Mirabella froze when she heard the name, "Holmes?"

Emily nodded, then glanced around the villa, "This is his place, right?"

Emily had this bookish elegance about her and spoke so gently, it was hard to believe she could be lying.

Mirabella, sensing something was off, paused for a couple of seconds, then asked, "Are you sure you're in the right place?"

Emily let out an "Oh," and looked at the house number, "No, it should be 101 Baker Street, right?"

Mirabella immediately knew Emily had the wrong place, "No, this is Cherry Blossom Lane. Baker Street is in the next row behind this one."

Emily looked in the direction Mirabella pointed and a tinge of embarrassment crossed her face, "I'm sorry, it's my first time here, I didn't realize."

Mirabella smiled and shook her head, "It's okay, it's easy to get lost when you're not familiar with the area."

"Thank you, young lady. I'll be on my way then," Emily wanted to say more but, not wanting to reveal too much, she just waved and left.

Mirabella replied with a "You're welcome," then turned around, entered the password, and went into the villa.

As Emily got into her car, she watched the young girl disappear behind the door, rubbing the steering wheel with a knowing look in her eyes.

"Such a pretty girl with a lovely personality; no wonder she wasn't interested in my son. If I were in her shoes, I wouldn't be either," Emily thought to herself.

With a final glance at the villa, Emily started the car, feeling quite pleased, and drove away.

James was busy unwrapping the package Mirabella had brought him, peeling off layers of bubble wrap.

Mirabella glanced at her watch, then walked over to him, casually looking at the dark, disassembled metal parts he was pulling out, "I should head back now, tonight..."

Seeing the metal parts, she paused for a second, then continued naturally, "...still got work to do."

James looked up, not seeming to notice her hesitation, and raised an eyebrow, "What kind of work could you possibly have?"

Mirabella sighed, recalling how she accidentally saw a bank notification on someone's phone earlier. The balance on it was enough to make anyone feel small.

"The struggles of a working stiff, you wouldn't understand," she sighed again, waved at James, and headed to the door, "Off I go, back to the grind."