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

Mirabella pressed her temples, sighing, "Try to invent fewer trouble-making concoctions."

Paul cleared his throat, "You know I'm only interested in toxic plants."

Mirabella shook her head, then glanced at her watch, "Alright, let's hurry up, or we'll miss our flight. Just be safe."

Paul gave a low 'hm', grabbed his suitcase, and walked away. However, after a few steps, he turned his head, seeing that Mirabella truly showed no sign of sorrow, his face fell.

His shoulders drooped as he turned back around, his silhouette looking rather pitiful.

Seeing this, Mirabella let out a helpless sigh and quickly caught up to him, giving Paul a gentle hug, "Paul, take care of yourself."

She spoke softly, with a seriousness she had never shown before.noveldrama

Paul felt as if his heart was pricked by a needle, uncomfortable yet somewhat comforted.

Comforted that she finally showed the emotional fluctuations of a normal person, though these emotions were too sad.

Swallowing the bitterness, Paul patted Mirabella on the back, "It will be alright."

Even if all of them were to meet a tragic end, he wanted her to be well.

Soon, Paul passed through security, and Mirabella stood watching until he disappeared from sight, then turned and walked away, hero demeanor cold.

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On the other side, in the Machinery Bureau of M continent.

James sat lazily in his chair, idly spinning his pen, with a dozen

department heads seated arvel.net I conference table

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The meeting was as heated as an argument, with everyone looking furious and flushed.

After two hours, James stood up impatiently, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "I didn't come here to listen to your nonsense. If there's no plan by tomorrow, don't bother calling me."

With that, he threw his pen on the table and left.

The people at the conference table exchanged looks, their eyes full of dissatisfaction, but none dared to voice it.

Until he was out of sight-

"The director is increasingly disregarding us," someone couldn't help but remark.

"Well, who made him the only Emmitt here, capable of crafting unmatched heavy weapons?" another person scoffed.

Though the comment was sarcastic, it also carried a hint of irritation.