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.

He reached for the driver’s side door of his car and glanced

beautiful, tender gesture that made Nick’s

she called out, even giving

his cheeks unexpectedly warm as he slid into the

Mirabella, her figure gradually shrinking with the distance until she disappeared from view. Only then did he direct his attention back to the

out of sight, Mirabella wheeled her suitcase into the hotel. The other students had already arrived and retreated to their rooms. She had barely stepped into the lobby when she spotted Vincent at the front desk. Upon seeing her, he walked over and handed her a

taking the

his lips slightly. “You’re welcome. Give it your