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

Chapter 302

It was Wyatt on the phone.

Mirabella slung her bag over her shoulder as she answered the call.

“Ms. Mirabella, I’ve got all the herbs you asked for.” Wyatt said with a respectful tone.

“That was quick,” Mirabella responded, genuinely surprised.

“Yeah,” Wyatt paused before adding with a bit of a sheepish tone, “I’m actually right outside the entrance of Parkside High School. Are you free?”

“Sure, give me a few minutes. I’ll be right out,” Mirabella replied briskly.

Wyatt was clearly delighted, thanking her several times before ending the call.

Curtis was supposed to be shadowing James, but, for some reason, he’d ended up at Parkside High School with Wyatt. Sitting in the passenger seat, Curtis was mulling over the information he’d gathered about Mirabella in the last couple of days.

described – a girl who’d grown up in a small town after a mix–up at birth, nothing more. But when he tried

was indeed a

when she ran into Summer again. The phrase “small world” flashed through Mirabella’s

Summer asked, her gaze piercing as

nonplussed. “What?”

were the real Mirabella, you wouldn’t have such good grades, and you wouldn’t be at Parkside High School,” Summer probed, trying to find out if Mirabella, like her, was reborn.

react at all. There was no panic, not even a flicker of guilt. It wasn’t the reaction Summer had anticipated, and her

lost,” Mirabella retorted, clearly annoyed, and she didn’t give Summer another

figure with a cold gaze, ultimately deciding not to follow and press

In the car.

Mirabella, those herbs…” Wyatt glanced in the rearview mirror while driving.

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and didn’t even look up. “We need to head

address and quickly making a

asking what tools Mirabella needed, sending her a bunch of pictures