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

Chapter 387

Mirabella made her way next door once again.

Nikolai caught sight of her returning with an antiqued–looking iron box cradled in her arms. and couldn’t help his curiosity. “What’s in the box?” he inquired, wondering if it was yet another concoction of hers.

Mirabella set the iron box on a nearby table, her fingers deftly undoing the latch. The box opened with ease, revealing sheepskin–wrapped silver needles. “Acupuncture needles,” she responded to Nikolai’s question.

She unfurled the sheepskin to disclose an array of silver needles of varying lengths, at least a hundred in total.

Nikolai watched in amazement. His family, the Reeves, had a long lineage in alternative healing and did their fair share of acupuncture, but they never crafted such an extensive collection of needles. Once his initial shock subsided, Nikolai asked, “Are you planning on using these on James?”

Mirabella nodded, her mind busying itself with how to strategically place the needles to alleviate James‘ nerve pain while also addressing his chronic ailments.

“I’ve

just tried acupuncture on James, but it seemed to worsen his pain,” said Nikolai, a hint of concern in his voice.

can’t stick to the conventional methods,” Mirabella remarked, her finger gliding across

unconventional methods? What might those be?” pondered Nikolai, stroking his long beard thoughtfully.

turned

instinctively clutching at his shirt, blurted,

chuckled slightly. “Boss, Ms. Mirabella is simply preparing you for the session,” Wyatt

look. Wyatt pretended not to noticeJames‘ glare and proceeded to help James out of his shirt. Turning back to Mirabella, he asked, “Should the trousers

as well?”

visibly irritated. That

replied nonchalantly, acting as if there was

touch of trepidation, Wyatt followed through with Mirabella’s

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trousers on a nearby chair, he looked back at

her attention to James, pausing as her gaze swept over his body. Not bad, she thought. Everything