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

Atlas was caught off guard when he spotted Nick in the living room, but he quickly approached Grady. "Grady, the security team headed to the Northside branch. They've asked to see you."

Grady's fingers paused on the wooden beads wrapped around his wrist. He looked at Atlas, squinting slightly, "The security team wants to butt in too?"

"Looks like it. According to our guys, the authorities brought a bunch of people, and they're all armed," Atlas reported quickly, his voice calm and steady.

Grady rolled his neck and stood up from his chair. "Alright, let's go meet them." Atlas nodded and stepped aside.

Nick overheard their conversation and pondered for a moment before asking, "Should I come along?"

Grady raised his hand. "No need. You shouldn't show your face with the authorities around."

Nick thought about his position at the research institute and understood Grady's concern for his safety. He stayed quiet and didn't press the issue.

Soon, Grady and Atlas were on their way to the Northside branch.

When they arrived, they were met by a ring of stern, armed personnel, each with a gun at the ready, creating a tense atmosphere.

Atlas drove up to the gate, the dark muzzles of guns aimed directly at the car.

Atlas smirked slightly, showing no signs of being fazed, as if he was used to such scenes. Without getting out of the car, he rolled down the window and spoke to the guards outside.

In a moment, the guns were lowered, and the heavy iron gate slowly opened, allowing the car to drive in.

*

Meanwhile...

"James, you're implicated in an illegal arms deal. You'll need to come with us," Andrew, dressed in a black tactical uniform, said, his gaze fixed on James. Though his tone was polite, it was clear he wasn't there for friendly reasons.

James was lounging on the sofa, seemingly unfazed by Andrew's aggressive stance. He slowly picked up his coffee cup, took a sip, and then spoke, "Illegal deal? Is Andrew joking with me or with the Bureau of Arms?"

The Bureau of Arms was a unique agency set up by the World Alliance, independent of any country. It handled not only official arms transactions but also cooperated with local forces.

However, local forces needed official approval to buy weapons from the Bureau of Arms. Deals without official consent were considered illegal.

Of course, the extent of these dealings depended on the country's control. As long

as it didn't involve highly dangerous or special weapons, authorities often turned a blind eye.

No one wanted to cross the Bureau of Arms.

Andrew, with his square-jawed face and official demeanor, smirked slightly. "Mr: James, there's no need to bring the Bureau of Arms

this. I'm just doing my job, to

Whether you're involved in illegal sales needs to be clarified. Don't you think it's best to clear your name?"

James set down his coffee cup, still relaxed, not responding to Andrew's statement.

Seeing this, Andrew's eyes narrowed slightly, and he continued, "Do you think having Sam on your side means you can do whatever you want?"noveldrama

At this, James finally lifted his head to look at Andrew, his dark eyes deep and cold. "Are you looking for trouble?"