The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1689

Curtis was hanging out downstairs, waiting.

"James, how's Ms. Mirabella holding up?" he asked quietly, casting a glance up the stairs.

"We'll have to wait and see," James replied, sinking into the sofa. He looked exhausted, his eyes bloodshot from a sleepless night.

Curtis nodded. "Ms. Mirabella's tough. She'll pull through."

She's a force to be reckoned with; it takes more than this to knock her down.

James loosened his collar and rubbed his shoulder before focusing back on Curtis. "Still no luck finding him?"

Curtis lowered his head, feeling a bit ashamed. "No... We've combed the whole area, and there's no one matching the description you gave—alive or dead. I suspect he's not in the danger zone anymore."

James squinted, his sharp face showing hints of tiredness. After a pause, he said, "Well, they came prepared. It's no shock we can't track him down."

Curtis listened, his head hanging even lower. "I'll keep digging into their background."

James gave a slight nod and, as if remembering something, opened his eyes again. "Start with Joen."

Curtis knew Joen was Summer's professor at Merrywoods and a junior research fellow at Phantom Watch. Joen had been the one to hide Summer when Curtis was hot on her trail.

If Ms. Mirabella was in the crosshairs of those from the base, things were about to get tricky.

Curtis pushed aside his speculations, promised to follow up, and quickly left the estate.

Meanwhile, Santos checked out the scar on his chest. In just a day, the wound had healed completely, leaving behind only a pink scar.