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

Chapter 181

Mirabella’s computer desktop was a model of minimalism, sporting a scant collection of apps. She clicked on an icon resembling a dewdrop, and immediately, a login box sprang up.

Entering a string of credentials, she hit the enter key, and a chat interface popped up, looking not much different from the usual messaging tools,

No sooner had she logged in than a little leaf icon at the corner of the page began to flicker rapidly someone was looking for her.

Casting a brief glance at the notification, Mirabella opened the settings and switched to ‘Do Not Disturb‘ mode without hesitation.

She skimmed through the messages from people, who were concerned about why she had been off the radar for over a year, but she didn’t bother replying to any of them.

Instead, she went straight to a group chat in her list. The group wasn’t large, just about two dozen members, and about half of them were online, engaged in lively conversation.

Mirabella didn’t bother scrolling through the chat history; her fingers danced across the keys as she typed.

The Pill: Anyone here dealt with Solace Stern lately?

The group’s members were from all corners of the globe, their identities shrouded in mystery. dealing in goods that ordinary people wouldn’t come across.

of “The Pill.” It was as if they had all been struck mute, and the chat fell silent for

seemed to have frozen in time, Mirabella blinked in surprise. Over al year had passed,

her fingers tapped

The Pill: Hello?

the stunned crowd seemed to shap

the Limit: Holy smokes, Pill dude, you’ve finally resurfaced!

Die Trying: Thought I was seeing things. But nope,

Stealing My Meds: A VIP entrance for the big boss,

you

lot.

the sack yet, or I’d be kicking myself

off–topic and rubbed her temple in

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can anyone answer my first

Stem. I have only ever heard of it in

or Die Trying: I’m just a humble rat poison