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

Chapter 473

Mirabella meticulously wiped her computer clean of any traces, then stood up and strolled over to the printer. She neatly folded the documents that had been printed out and slid them into her coat pocket without a second thought.

After settling the bill, she swiftly exited the print shop.

The early winter dusk had settled in sooner than expected. She had left her home under a bright sky, but now, as she stepped out of the print shop, the outside world was considerably darker, and the streetlamps of the neighborhood were casting their glow.

In the hazy light, Mirabella’s figure was swathed in a sleek black trench coat, her slender legs moving with a graceful, leisurely stride along the sidewalk, hands tucked into her pockets, exuding a casual yet striking charm.

Her phone buzzed in her pocket, and, fishing it out, she saw it was James calling. She answered promptly.

“Busy?” came James‘ crisp voice.

Mirabella glanced ahead to where the neighborhood’s gate was in sight and replied, “Not particularly.”

chiseled features softened by gentle warmth. “I just dropped you a message. You didn’t respond,

minutes ago.

hom filtered through from the street,

a hint of

around the block,” Mirabella said truthfully, her voice light. After a brief

voice came back, casually nonchalant as he leaned on the balcony. “Knox’s birthday dinner is tomorrow. He’s asked you to join.” Upon hearing this, Mirabella’s gaze sharpened slightly. Knox had sent his grandson

she answered, “Alright,

reluctance in her tone, and raising an eyebrow in amusement, he offered, “Don’t worry about a gift. I’ll

at that, her pride smarting a little at

You’re too kind.”

other end of the line, and then James said, “I’ll pick you

into the neighborhood, her pace quickened. “Isn’t that a bit out

was steady as he glanced down at the