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.”

his gaze stretching into the distance, his chiseled features softened by gentle warmth. “I just dropped you a message. You didn’t respond, so I thought you might be tied up with

ear to check the screen, and sure enough, there was an unread message from two minutes ago. She opened it, briefly scanned the contents, and after a moment’s pause, she responded,

sound of a car hom filtered through from the street, audible

out and about?” James asked, a hint of surprise in his tone.

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

Upon hearing this, Mirabella’s gaze sharpened slightly. Knox had sent his grandson to deliver an invitation, and now James was extending it personally–she couldn’t

moment of contemplation, she answered, “Alright, I’ll

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

a little at the

You’re too kind.”

end of the line, and then

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

he glanced down at the garden