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

Chapter 307

Mirabella effortlessly swung her suitcase from the trunk and gently lowered the hatchback a fluid motion that spoke of her independence. She took a deliberate step back, positioning herself a meter away from Nick, and said with a considerate tone. “Nick, you should head back now. It’s getting late. Thanks for going out of your way today.”

Nick scratched his head–a subconscious gesture–as he observed the space his little sister had placed between them. Usually, he would have found such a distance uncomfortably close, but for some reason, a vague sense of unease settled in his chest.

“So, I guess I’ll be off then?” Nick’s speech was unhurried, a result of years living abroad that made his English sound drawn out.

“Yeah,” Mirabella simply nodded, showing no sign of wishing him to stay.

side door of his car and glanced back at Mirabella as he ducked inside, feeling an urge

gentle, lip–curled smile–a beautiful, tender gesture that made Nick’s grip on

called out, even giving a

warm as he

mirror. There stood Mirabella, her figure gradually shrinking with the distance until she disappeared from

their rooms. She had barely stepped into the lobby when she spotted Vincent at the front desk. Upon seeing her, he walked

said, taking

welcome. Give it your