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

Chapter 385

After exchanging just a few words, Mirabella ended the call, her expression growing more somber.

As Delilah drove, she glanced back at her daughter. “Who’s calling this late, honey? Anything urgent?”

Mirabella slid her phone back into her pocket and hummed a noncommittal “Mm,” replying absentmindedly, “Just a friend.”

Seeing her daughter’s distracted demeanor, Delilah didn’t pry further. Soon enough, they pulled into their sprawling estate.

No sooner had Mirabella stepped out of the car than Wyatt, who had been anxiously waiting outside, approached. Worry etched his features as he called out, “Ms. Mirabella.”

With a calm nod, Mirabella acknowledged him before turning to her mother, who was about to drive the car into the garage. “Mom, I’m just popping over next door.”

Wyatt, no longer concerned about being recognized, gave Delilah a polite nod.She paused, then cast a glance at her daughter. “Do you want me to come with you?”

Mirabella shook her head and replied, “I’ll be back soon.”

Delilah whispered, with a lingering look at Wyatt, “Call me if you need

she and Wyatt made their way to the adjacent villa.

shifted from suspicion to her mobile phone resting in a box beside her.

call had come over an

hesitated for a moment before returning the call.

James‘

bedside, Nikolai looked as if he had just glimpsed hope itself

fixed intently on Mirabella.

and approached the bed where James lay. His pallor was ashen, his forehead beaded with sweat. He seemed to be enduring immense pain. Yet his dark eyes held a steady gaze on Mirabella, and despite his discomfort,

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over so late,” James said in a hoarse whisper.

brows furrowed slightly, and without a word, she reached out to feel. his pulse. Two minutes later, she

anxious Wyatt immediately asked, “Ms. Mirabella, what’s

in traditional medicine, looked to her. “I’ve