Chapter 1872

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Mr. Maverick had just walked into the airport terminal when a flashy young man stepped out of the car behind him. This was none other than Dylan, dashing to catch up with him.

With his phone in hand, Dylan quickly sent a voice message to Mirabella as he hurried inside, looking anxious and worried he might be running late.

Hearing her phone buzz, Mirabella stepped aside to answer it, just as Mr. Maverick approached her. By the time he reached her, she was already on the call with Dylan.

"Is James flying back with us?" Mr. Maverick asked, surprised to see James there, his expression showing a hint of astonishment.

James gave a polite nod, "I have a few things to wrap up here, so I'm just here to see my dad off."

Mr. Maverick chuckled warmly, "Well, make sure to swing by our place for dinner when you're back."

"Sure thing," James replied.

By now, Mirabella had finished her call and turned her attention to Mr. Maverick, who stood with James and Trevor. Mr. Maverick looked to be in his fifties, radiating an air of authority and confidence.

He didn't spark any sense of familiarity for her. Perhaps sensing her gaze, Mr. Maverick glanced around and eventually locked eyes with her.

When their eyes met, Mr. Maverick paused before turning back to James and asking, "Is that the young lady you brought to the museum the other day?"

James remained calm, nodding, "Yes, you remember?"

Mr. Maverick smiled appreciatively, "She's quite a catch. You've got good taste."

As he spoke, Mirabella walked over to them. James introduced her, "This is Mr. Maverick."

"Hi there," Mirabella greeted politely.

Mr. Maverick waved off the formalities with a warm smile, We're a bit rushed today. Once things settle down, you should come over for dinner with James N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on find{n}ovel.net

Mirabella, her eyes bright and attentive, nodded in agreement.

Mr. Maverick adjusted his watch, nodded slightly, and excused himself "I'll leave you to it. I need to catch up with my colleagues, he Sald, gesturing towards the other members of the archaeology team.

Mirabella didn't dwell on Mr. Maverick's departing figure, treating the encounter as a brief courtesy.

Around this time, Dylan appeared in her line of sight. Noticing she was with someone, he hesitated to approach, lingering a few feet away.

Trevor, needing to pass through security soon, didn't hang around with Mirabella

and James for long, heading off to join the archaeology team.

As they watched the team go through security, Mirabella and James turned to each other.

"Mr. Maverick may have the chairman title, but he's hardly ever in Riverdale," James remarked as they started walking, aware Dylan was waiting.

"Why's that?" Mirabella asked, keeping pace with him.

"He's even more passionate about ancient texts and artifacts than

Trevor, constantly traveling around

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the world, James replied casually

hands stuffed in his pockets

Mirabella raised an eyebrow at the mention of his unpredictable schedule, "A chairman of an archaeological society with such a mysterious agenda, huh? Intriguing."

"So, what did you think of him today?" James inquired.

Mirabella thought for a moment and then shook her head, "Nothing out of the ordinary, really."

From his demeanor to his expressions, Mr. Maverick appeared perfectly normal, at least on the surface. Still, she couldn't shake an inexplicable feeling of unease.