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.”

the same man keen on buying their property, Delilah whispered, with a lingering look at Wyatt, “Call me if you need anything, sweetheart.”

and Wyatt made their way to the adjacent

a box beside her. Lighting up the screen to check the time,

come over an hour

a moment before returning the call.

James‘ bedroom.

as if he had just glimpsed hope itself when Mirabella entered. “Mirabella,

fixed intently on

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, he maintained a

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to call you over so late,” James said in a

she reached out

immediately asked, “Ms. Mirabella, what’s going

“I’ve just checked James. Could these be symptoms of neuralgia?”