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

The neighbor next door cracked open their inner door, peering through the

security door to see Austin and Jules, who was still mid-knock. After a quick once- over, the neighbor decided they didn't look like trouble and unlocked the security door, sticking their head out. "Who are you looking for?" they inquired.

Jules, with his hand still hovering in the air, quickly dropped it upon spotting the neighbor. "I'm looking for the folks who live here, but nobody's answering the doorbell," he explained politely.

The neighbor looked puzzled, "Who are you guys anyway? Didn't you know the Mirabella family moved out ages ago?"

Jules, surprised, asked, "They moved?"

"Yeah, they moved out last year," the neighbor confirmed with a nod, adding, "No point knocking, the place is empty now."

With that, the neighbor closed the door.

Jules stood there for a moment, processing the news. Just as the neighbor was about to close their inner door, he hurried back, asking, "Can you tell us where they moved to? We really need to talk to them about something important."

"I'm afraid I don't know," the neighbor replied.

Realizing the neighbor wasn't being evasive, Jules just thanked them and didn't push further.

Once the neighbor's door was shut, Jules turned to Austin, looking bewildered. "This is odd. If they moved last year, why does the detective's info still say they live here?"

He was stumped.noveldrama

Austin glanced at the door, his expression serious. "Do we have any other way to contact them?"

He hesitated to call Delilah just yet, worried it might push her further away.

Jules shook his head but then seemed to remember something. "Oh, right! Miss Mira's kids are doing quite well. One's a lawyer, and another runs an investment firm..."

Austin narrowed his eyes. "The one with the company-do we have their address?"

"Let me check." Jules looked down at his phone, digging into his email to find the

file from his detective friend. Soon, he looked up, "Got it."

Austin turned toward the elevator, hitting the down button. "Let's go find his company then."

"Okay." Jules snapped a screenshot of the address.

They left the apartment complex, grabbed a cab, and headed straight for Emmitt's company.

About half an hour later, the receptionist escorted them to the top floor.

Emmitt hadn't arrived yet, but since Austin mentioned he was the boss's uncle, the receptionist, though a bit skeptical, noticed a family resemblance. Not wanting to risk being rude, she brought them upstairs.

"Please have a seat. Mr. Davis will be here shortly," the receptionist said, offering them water before leaving the room.

Austin, taking in the spacious office, was a bit taken aback. "Looks like Emmitt from the Davis family is doing pretty well."

From the moment they entered the company to sitting down, he'd been observing. This place clearly needed a hefty investment to get off the ground.

Jules, sipping his water, was also quite impressed. His friend hadn't dug too deep during the research, but seeing it now, the company definitely had a big-business vibe.

Still, remembering Delilah's old, rundown apartment, Jules couldn't resist a smirk. "These investment firms often have loads of partners. Even a small shareholder can claim to be the boss."

"True enough," Austin chuckled, losing interest in the office around him. "What kind of boss could compare to the Cunningham family?"