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.

embarrassed as she used the tissue to wipe

live stream

that was totally on

carve a turkey, and you get a face full of ‘blood,‘ lol. I can totally see the boss–lady vibes on Juztin’s

gave

country bumpkin should be kicked

is badass, keeping all those fame–hungry flies away from her

people have no shame trying to cling to the spotlight. I’m glad my girl handled

any blood, her eyes devoid of warmth. She didn’t believe

few minutes later, Michelle returned, her clothes changed, and blood wiped clean from her face.

task of

sighed to the camera,

11:331

struck against us

It’s all my fault for the delay. I’ll take care of the dishes for lunch,” Michelle said, looking genuinely

does that sound like a loaded statement?)