Chapter 144


    Half an hourter, at a downtown coffee shop.


    As Mirabe stepped into the private booth, a faint scent of sandalwood greeted her–a scent.


    reminiscent of what she had encountered the previous day at a boutique store named Nature’s


    Apothecary.


    “Hello.” James announced,fortably seated before a coffee set, his movements graceful as he


    brewed coffee. Not far from his hand, a small Incense burner released gentle wisps of


    smoke.


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    Mirabe gave a slight hmm, acknowledging Wyatt with a polite nod before making her way over to a


    mahogany chair, which she pulled out and sat down on with casual ease.


    Wyatt stole a cautious nce at Mirabe. For some reason, every time he saw this youngdy, he felt


    a chill that seemed beyond her years, an aura of mystery he couldn’t quite


    prate.


    James ced a cup in front of Mirabe, his pale and slender fingers deftly pouring a stream of coffee


    into the cup. “See how you like the taste.”


    Mirabe lifted the cup, and the delicate aroma of the tea enveloped her senses. She took a sip. and


    her eyebrows rose in approval. “Rich fragrance, sweet and lingering on the finish. Nice.”


    Setting down the teapot, James‘ features softened with a genteel warmth. He looked rxed yet


    uncontained as he mentioned, “I heard you entered an internationalpetition?”


    At his words, Mirabe seemed to ponder for a moment. Leaning back in her chair, she looked up at


    James. “Catherine’s been bending your ear again?”


    A light smile yed oh James‘ lips, his response enigmatic, “Well, as a tutor, I ought to make some


    contribution.”


    Stroking her chin, Mirabe replied casually, “Ah, no need for contributions. Just keep Catherine in


    good spirits for me.”


    Wyatt, who had been quietly observing, suddenly choked as if something caught him off guard. He was


    coughing violently, “Cough… cough…”


    Mirabe looked up at him, puzzled. James also nced at Wyatt before he addressed her previous


    comment. “Sure, naturally.”


    Just as Wyatt had calmed down from the initial shock of Mirabe’s bold request, he was again


    stunned by his boss‘ agreeable response. Was it him who was off today, or was it his ears ying tricks


    on him? Or perhaps James wasn’t the boss he knew?


    “Do you need me to find you a professional tutor?” James asked, refilling Mirabe’s cup with more


    coffee.


    With a light tap of her fingertip on the table, Mirabe declined, “Thank you, but no.”


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    James dropped the subject and took to sipping his coffee.


    Quiet settled in the booth, afortable silence that wasn’t the least bit awkward. After a short while,


    Mirabe nced at her watch and started to pick up her bag, handing it to James. “This incense


    should be of some help to you.”


    Pausing briefly, she finished her coffee in one gulp and stood up. “Great coffee, thanks for the


    hospitality. I should get going.”


    “I’ll walk you out.”


    “No need to trouble yourself. I’ll just hail a cab,” Mirabe declined James‘ offer and, without further


    ado, made her way to the door.


    James watched her go and, after a brief moment of thought, called out, “Wait.”


    Mirabe turned back, “Yes?”


    With a smile, James picked up a box of coffee beans from the table and approached her. “Take this


    with you. When you run out,e back for more.”


    Wyatt, witnessing this exchange, was again astounded. Mirabe had gifted just a simple box. of


    incense, and James reciprocated with a limited edition box of coffee beans… Wyatt’s eyes must be


    deceiving him again.