Grady took a moment to gauge the situation, then made his way over to the first car and opened the back door for her. He added with a touch of seriousness, "Merrywoods is quite different from back home. The factions here are strictly divided, and things can get a bit tense. That's why we've got a convoy following us."
Mirabella nodded, signaling she got the gist. "Understood."
She ducked into the car, and Grady shut the door, giving Reid beside him a quick nod before hopping in the passenger seat himself.
The convoy slowly began its journey, smoothly pulling away from the airport. Mirabella's car sat snug in the middle, a strategic move to ensure protection from all sides in case anything unexpected cropped up.
After a few moments of watching the world whiz by outside her window, Mirabella pulled out her phone and powered it up. Instantly, messages pinged in, asking if she’d landed safely.
With a hint of mischief, Mirabella typed back: [Don't mess with me. I've got a billion-dollar inheritance coming my way.]
James: [Seriously?]
Mirabella: [😊]
James chuckled at the emoji and shot back: [Well, whatever the rich lady says goes. Guess I'm relying on you from now on.]
Mirabella rolled her eyes, typing: [The rich lady says she’s not interested.]
James sighed dramatically: [Looks like we’re not quite there yet in our relationship.]
Mirabella: [...]
James: [Hurry back and take care of your boyfriend.]
Mirabella thought for a moment, then replied: [...Buzz off!]
Jeez, all these crazy thoughts in one day!
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