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

One of the crew members shuddered and quickly said, "We had it in the bag, but who would've thought the Shepherd family would bring in such a top-notch racer."

Cruz's gaze was icy, and after a moment, he said coldly, "Find out everything you can about that woman who dared to mess with my plans."

"On it."

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Mirabella got back to the training track, only delaying her return by about half an hour. She had sent Grady a message on the way, so he didn't suspect a thing.

He just assumed she'd eaten something that upset her stomach, so he didn't push for more laps.

Glancing at his watch, Grady said, "You've got school tomorrow, it's getting late. You should head home."

Mirabella was ready to make her escape and nodded, "Next time, I'll definitely join you for another race."

Grady nodded in agreement, then handed her the keys to his Phantom sports car. "This car is yours now."

Mirabella hesitated, running her fingers through her hair, but seeing Grady's insistence, she accepted the keys.

Once in the car, she closed the convertible's roof, and soon enough, they were all driving away from the training track.

She didn't need Atlas and his crew to escort her, so halfway through her drive, she pulled over, grabbed her phone, and switched it to computer mode.

In just two minutes, she erased all traces of the evening's activities at the training track, including any evidence of Atlas and his men.

However, she left the surveillance footage at the official race track untouched. She'd been in her car the whole time, helmet on, so even with drones capturing every angle, it was unlikely they'd caught her face.

Besides, wiping it would raise suspicions, especially with Curtis around.

With everything sorted, Mirabella put her phone away and restarted the car, but then her phone rang again.

She glanced at the caller ID, her cheeks twitching with surprise. She hit the brakes, picked up the phone, hesitated for a couple of seconds, and answered. On the other end, James's voice had a deep, mellow tone. "Are you asleep?"

Mirabella, holding the phone, wasn't sure why James was calling out of the blue, but confident she hadn't been recognized at the race track, she replied in a softer voice, "Just about to sleep. Your phone's got signal again?"

James turned off the soft music in his car and confirmed with a hum, keeping his foot on the pedal at a slightly faster speed as he drove towards the neighborhood.

Mirabella, her left hand playing with the steering wheel, asked, "It's late, did you need something?"

James looked at the neighborhood gate ahead but didn't say much, just replied, "Nothing really, just wanted to say you should get some rest."

Mirabella replied, "Okay, you too. Goodnight."

James's voice was calm and clear, and after a pause, he called, "Mirabella."

Her heart skipped a beat, and Mirabella coughed, "Yes?"

After a moment of silence, he said, "Goodnight."noveldrama

James's voice was incredibly soft, almost enchanting, making Mirabella's ears warm up inexplicably.

She quickly pulled the phone away from her ear and hung up.

Feeling a bit stuffy in the car, Mirabella rolled down the window, letting the night breeze in, calming her unexpected emotions.

She restarted the engine and drove off.