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

Chapter 327

Mirabella glanced over. “Oh, sure, no problem.”

Michelle took a deep breath and was about to turn away when she saw Mirabella in front of her, swiftly swinging her arm, a knife in hand. The next second, Michelle felt something warm splatter onto her face.

Michelle’s eyes snapped open.

Everyone who witnessed the scene froze.

“Ah, sorry about that,” Mirabella said, putting down the knife and fishing a tissue out of her pocket. She only pulled out one and handed it over, “I’ve only done this once before.”

Michelle was wearing a white coat, and now her face, collar, and pants were all splattered with blood. She looked at Mirabella, who seemed apologetic but didn’t genuinely appear to be sorry.

Michelle’s expression soured slightly, but mindful of the live broadcast, she mustered a forced smile and said with faux generosity, “No, no worries.”

She lowered her gaze, not taking the tissue from Mirabella, and turned to the host to excuse herself to clean up, quickly walking away.

not the slightest bit embarrassed as she used

the live

was totally

my brother to carve a turkey, and you get a face full of ‘blood,‘ lol. I

gets splashed, and you only gave her

should be kicked off

girl is badass, keeping all those fame–hungry flies away from her brother.]

to cling to the spotlight.

who was untouched by any blood, her eyes devoid of warmth. She didn’t believe for a

her clothes changed, and blood wiped clean from her face. It was a good thing she had packed an extra outfit, expecting

wardrobe change, the first task of carving had been concluded, leaving Heather and Michelle

merciless announcement, Heather sighed to the camera,

11:331

finally struck against us

It’s all my fault for the delay. I’ll take care of

or does that