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

Chapter 239

After leaving the hospital, Mirabella hailed a cab and headed straight home.

Aside from Marian, who was busy in the kitchen, the house was still home to just one other person – Leo, who had begun to accept his new role as a couch potato.

Every day after school, Mirabella had a little ritual of popping by the bakery downstairs to pick up a slice of strawberry cheesecake, and today was no exception. She walked through the door and handed the sweet treat to Leo.

Looking down at the strawberry cheesecake in his hands, Leo gave his sister a look that was hard to decipher. “My agent says I’ve been packing on the pounds.”

Without missing a beat, Mirabella slung her shoulder bag onto a nearby cabinet, glanced at him. and said offhandedly. “A little extra fluff makes you cuter.”

Leo looked baffled. Since when did gaining weight equate to cuteness?

Mirabella realized she might have chosen her words poorly but was not inclined to correct herself. She plopped down on the couch. A Messenger notification pinged, and she fished the device out of her pocket.

It was a message from Nikolai, whom she had recently added as a contact.

a peek at the proportions in this recipe. Do you see anything

find a common cold and flu remedy but didn’t overlook that one ingredient’s dosage had been deliberately increased by a few

she replied. [Is this some kind of

received her message and instinctively stroked his long white beard. He was puzzled – given the young lady’s knowledge of herbs, she should’ve been able to deduce the purpose

the

the amounts

was fiddling with his phone, sat down next to Mirabella and asked, “Hey. sis, do

Nikolai, Mirabella looked up briefly and answered, “Ah, I listen to

sister always seemed oblivious to his career. With that in mind, he brought up one of his tracks and hit play. “What do you think? Is it good?” He cranked the volume to the max as if concerned she

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nearly causing her to send an unfinished message. She massaged her

persisted, “But is

really great,” her tone dripping with nonchalance.

elsewhere, turned off the music with a sulky motion and leaned in to see whom she was chatting

Without looking up, she said,