The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 988

"Laziness," James nodded, a hint of reluctance in his voice. "I just don't feel like moving."

Sam easily picked up on the half-hearted response. Though a bit disappointed, he didn't push it.

After all, he knew his nephew had a good head on his shoulders. If the weapon couldn’t be mass-produced or improved, there had to be a reason.

"Alright, I get it," Sam said, waving his hand dismissively.

James grunted in acknowledgment.

"By the way, have you heard from your dad recently?" Sam switched gears.

James sighed and shook his head, a resigned look crossing his face. "He's always been elusive, always on the move. My team lost track of him ages ago."

Sam's lips twitched in annoyance. Even though Emmitt was his brother, he couldn't help but wonder how James could be so nonchalant about his father's whereabouts.

James, catching onto Sam's thoughts, added with a hint of disdain, "He's as slippery as an eel. Finding him would take a miracle."

Shaking his head, James glanced at his watch. It was getting late. He put down his coffee cup and stood up. "I've got to go, Uncle. Anything else?"

Sam checked the time too. "How about joining me for dinner?"

James raised an eyebrow, his reply casual, "Nah, I've got plans."

Sam: "..."

He couldn’t shake the feeling that the kid was getting a bit too cocky.

"Just go!" Sam grumbled loudly, reaching for his phone to arrange dinner, only to find there was no signal.

That was weird; there shouldn't be a signal issue here.

Just as James was about to open the door and leave, Sam called out, "Wait, didn't you have someone come over to fix the wifi?"