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

Chapter 316

Mirabella returned home and, due to jet lag, crashed for nearly a full day, not waking until 6 p.m. When she finally got up, she freshened up quickly and made her way downstairs.

As soon as she reached the living room, she noticed Collins lounging on the couch. She nodded in greeting and then headed to the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

Collins turned to her, a playful smirk on his face. “Mirabella, you’re quite the rockstar, aren’t you? Jetting off and knocking out the international competition.”

Mirabella took a couple of gulps of water before meeting his gaze, her tone nonchalant. “Just doing what I do.”

Collins‘ smile twitched; why did he even bother setting himself up for that ego knock? “By the way, Mira, we’re scheduled for that show the day after tomorrow. You’re good to go, right?” Collins had been waiting at the Davis residence for half the day just to bring up the upcoming gig.

“Yeah, no sweat,” Mirabella replied as she settled into the sofa.

The show would be starting over the weekend.

“Great. I mean, I’ve briefed you on what to expect. Just stick close to Leo, and you’ll be fine.” Collins advised.

curling her legs beneath her on the couch. “So, this show doesn’t

Collins said, raising an eyebrow teasingly. “You’re not getting stage

I go

threw her a playful punch.

“Alright, I should head out. Hit me up on Messenger if anything

Mirabella said with a subtle pursing of her lips.

Collins left, Leo turned to Mirabella. “You saw

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I did.” Mirabella paused for a moment before asking, “Why does Nick stay abroad all

keeps him too busy. He only comes back

and let

**

trip to the herbal market, straight to a shop called Nature’s Apothecary. She needed various herbs for an insomnia remedy and handed the owner a list. Though the list was long, the ingredients were common, and the owner quickly gathered what she

while the herbs were ground into powder, taking the chance to send a message to James. Once she got a reply confirming he was free,