Chapter 1757

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After a moment's pause, Wyatt furrowed his brow and continued, "When I was checking out the Duke's place earlier, besides spotting about a dozen top-notch assassins, I didn't notice any snipers lurking around."

Wyatt was used to playing chauffeur for James, but his scouting skills were top- tier within the security team, so it was unlikely he'd miss any lurking dangers.

Especially with snipers. Given their usual hiding habits, spotting subtle signs with counter-surveillance techniques wasn't too tough.

James looked up slightly, a hint of mystery in his eyes. "What if the sniper wasn't trying to stay hidden?"

Wyatt's eyes narrowed at James's words, a sudden idea hitting him, "Are you saying the sniper was..."

"Maybe," James replied, his voice barely audible. He paused, then switched topics, "How are things outside? Anything happen?”

He was referring to the ballroom.

Wyatt shook his head, "Nothing major, just the alarm going off and causing a bit of chaos, but overall, things are under control."

Thinking back, Wyatt remembered the Duchess calming the guests as he first entered, her actions so organized it was like she'd expected the chaos.

Wyatt's thoughts came to a stop, leaving him momentarily stunned.

Setting up a sniper ambush for James, only to have the Duke conveniently take the hit... it all seemed like a carefully orchestrated scheme.

Could Murray's goal really be to make James owe the Duke's estate a favor? Wyatt found the idea absurd. If it was a ruse, they were pulling out all the stops. For more chapters visit find[?]ovel.net

After all, judging by the bullet's trajectory, it could have ended in real tragedy if they weren't careful.

With that on his mind, Wyatt glanced at James, ready to share his thoughts, but James, already suspecting the complexity of the situation, had turned and was making his way outside.

Seeing this, Wyatt quickly followed.

**In the ballroom, when Nick heard the alarm, he frowned. Unlike the other guests who were in a frenzy, an inexplicable irritation settled within him.

At this point, no one knew what had gone down, or that Murray had just been shot by a sniper. Nick checked his watch, realizing it had been over ten minutes since Mirabella went to change content belongs to s

Mirabella suddenly deciding to attend the Duke's party was out of the blue, and

now with the alarm blaring, something was definitely up.

Nick pulled out his phone and called Mirabella.

The response was frustrating: unreachable.

He tried calling twice more, with the same result each time.

His expression darkened as he pocketed his phone, scanning the large hall for the Duchess, who was nowhere to be seen. Without waiting he headed for the spiral staircase leading to the second floor. s

He could only hope Mirabella's absence wasn't tied to the alarm, that she was just busy changing outfits.

However, as Nick reached the base of the stairs, he bumped into James coming out of a side room.

James noticed Nick's worried look, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Nick, where's Mira?"

Nick didn't bother correcting

James's use of his first name. "She

spilled wine on her dress and a

maid took her upstairs to clean it over ten minutes ago. But I've tried calling her, and I can't get through." s

James's gaze sharpened. Ten minutes ago was when Murray had sent him away.

It seemed everything was aimed at Mirabella.

Without another word, James quickly headed up the stairs.