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.”

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

softly acknowledged. Quickly, she and Wyatt made their way to

suspicion to her mobile phone resting in a box beside her. Lighting up the screen to check the time, she noticed a missed

had come over an hour

slightly, Delilah hesitated for a

in James‘ bedroom.

had just glimpsed hope itself when Mirabella

gaze also fixed intently on Mirabella.

with sweat. He seemed to be enduring immense

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so late,”

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

“Ms. Mirabella, what’s going on

a titleholder in traditional medicine, looked to her. “I’ve just checked James. Could these be symptoms of neuralgia?”