The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 159

Nick always had a thing about personal space. Even though Zach was his own flesh and blood. their embrace lasted barely a second before Zach hastily stepped back, maintaining a respectful distance.

Zach sighed inwardly, understanding his brother’s temperament all too well. However, no sign of displeasure crossed his features. His gaze swept the high–tech hall, and he said with a lightness in his voice. “Seeing you live the good life makes me happy, Nick.”

Nick’s lips twitched, as if he struggled to muster a smile, but his stoic disposition left his features stiff and rigid. He turned and poured two glasses of water–one for himself and one for Collins. “Make yourself at home,” he said, handing over the glass.

Zach took the glass and cut straight to the chase, “Leo’s injury really can’t be healed. completely?”

“He’ll recover but can’t do any more strenuous activities, especially performing on stage,” Nick replied, his voice detached.

Zach fell silent, knowing that if his brother, an internationally acclaimed medical prodigy, said so, there was no other way around it.

After a moment, Nick glanced up towards the second floor, his tone growing even colder, “If he doesn’t want treatment, just persuade him to go back home. I’ve got a couple of doctors who are quite skilled. I’ll refer him to them.”

brilliant light on

listening, became visibly anxious. After several days of interaction, he had come to recognize Nick’s peculiar temperament, which matched the rumors to a T. If it weren’t for the fact that Leo was Nick’s brothers, he doubted Nick would have lifted a finger to

help.

but stopped as his gaze caught sight of

with a sigh, said, “I’ll

respond, simply picking up a magazine to read.

turned and made his way

soon, it was the eve of the BrainSpark Nationals city

last time, but they were nowhere to be found in her room despite a thorough search. The documents she’d brought from the Education Association had

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up with training sessions at the company every afternoon after school and had come home too exhausted

the papers under her pillow. Where could they

a thought struck her, and she quickly left her room.