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

Chapter 341

Stepping out of his villa, Nick made his way to the outdoor storage locker and punched in his cell phone number. Instantly, the door swung open. Sure enough, there was a package waiting

for him.

He reached in, retrieved the parcel, and after closing the locker, he made his way back inside the villa.

Fishing out a pocketknife from a drawer, he sliced through the packaging with ease, revealing a wooden box nestled within. The box was filled to the brim with incense sticks. As soon as he opened it, a wave of sandalwood fragrance hit him, laced with the subtle scent of herbs. The aroma was rich but not overpowering, and at the first whiff, Nick felt a wave of comfort wash over him from his nose to his brain.

This incense was definitely different from any he had used before.

Nick snapped a photo with his phone and sent it to Mirabella. [Got it. Thanks, Mirabella.]

[Remember to use it tonight. It’s for a good sleep,] came her immediate reply.

incense stick, gave it

with the incense stick and holder, making his way to his bedroom. Lighting the incense, he placed it in the holder and soon, a gentle

lay down on his bed, and thought, “Might not work, but it’s worth a shot.” After all, this was

much hope for a peaceful slumber, felt his eyelids grow heavy. He drifted off to sleep amid the fragrant haze, and his mind was free from the usual

was already nightfall the next day. He sat up in the darkness, rubbed his head, and flicked on the bedside lamp. His gaze wandered around the

he actually

phone from under the pillow and saw the

back the covers, he walked to the floor–to–ceiling windows and pulled back the curtains, staring out at the darkened sky for a long while before snapping back to

restful sleep, the kind he hadn’t experienced in years. It must have been

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the remaining sticks. Quickly, he typed out a message to Mirabella. [Thanks for the incense, Mira.)

when she eventually saw Nick’s message. Clearly, he had tried the incense. After pondering for a moment, she typed back: [Healing the mind takes more than just medicine, Nick. You’re a medical student yourself. My incense won’t