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

After the three of them finished dinner, they headed straight to the Central Tower. The Central Tower was where the Weapons Bureau held its trade exhibitions. Even though the headquarters wasn't there, it was a landmark everyonenoveldrama

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The building's exterior was designed to be bold and striking, especially at night when it was all lit up. The lightning-shaped emblem at the top gave off a fierce and powerful vibe. Cassie looked up at the building, eyes wide, like a country kid visiting the big city for the first time. He stood there, frozen, unable to move.

No wonder his sister used to sneak out all the time and then act like it was no big deal. In hindsight, it seemed a bit unfair!

Mirabella and James were walking ahead, but when they noticed Cassie lagging behind, Mirabella turned back, seeing him transfixed. She rubbed her temples, a bit amused.

"Want us to get you a chair so you can sit there and stare all night?"

James glanced back at Cassie too, but Wyatt came over to whisper something in his ear. He then turned to Mirabella, "I've got some stuff to handle. You two head up and wait for me."

Mirabella, knowing how busy folks with money always seemed to be, waved him off with a smile. "Go on."

James and Wyatt soon walked off together. Before leaving, James made sure someone would guide Mirabella and Cassie inside.

Cassie finally snapped out of it, rubbed his nose, and whispered to Mirabella, "Now I get why you used to sneak out all the time."

Mirabella shot him a sidelong glance.

"If it were me, I'd want to stay out in the world too," Cassie sighed, taking in the sights.

Mirabella listened without saying anything for a while. The glow from the entrance lights added a soft, dreamy look to her face, making it hard to read her emotions. "You want to be out here forever?" she asked, her hands tucked in her pockets.

Cassie nodded without a second thought. "Yeah, I do. Sure, some parts of the outside world are a bit behind, but there's something charming about that."

Being isolated isn't always a paradise; it can feel like a huge cage. It traps your spirit, making life dull and repetitive until you quietly fade away. That wasn't the life he wanted.

Despite his young face, there was a maturity about him that seemed beyond his years. Maybe talking about this had dimmed the sparkle in his eyes.

Mirabella noticed his expression, nodded, and said, "Alright, I hear you. I'll make sure Nellie hears exactly what you said today."

With that, she continued walking.

Cassie was taken aback for a moment. Kids' emotions come and go quickly, and once he understood what she meant, he hurried after her, a bit panicked. "Hey, you can't do that!"

If Nellie found out, his carefree days might be over!

Soon, the person in charge of the exhibition respectfully led Mirabella and her brother into the lobby on the first floor. As they walked, he gave them a quick rundown of the exhibition hall. "...The trade fair kicks off at eight upstairs, and since we've got some time, I'll take you up now."

The Weapons Bureau's trade fair was all about arms dealing, attracting both official and unofficial parties from various countries, making the atmosphere especially tense. The air seemed to carry the scent of gunpowder.

Inside the elevator, Cassie finally let out a quiet breath. Even though he wasn't scared of those intimidating figures outside, the cold stares were unsettling.