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.”

into the distance, his chiseled features softened by gentle warmth. “I just dropped you a message. You didn’t respond, so I thought

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, “Had my phone in my

car hom filtered through from the street, audible over the

about?” James asked, a hint of surprise in

voice light. After a brief pause,

to join.” Upon hearing this, Mirabella’s gaze sharpened slightly. Knox had

of contemplation, she

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

at that, her pride smarting a little at the implication. Still, she responded

You’re too kind.”

the other end of the line, and then James

her pace quickened. “Isn’t that a

steady as he glanced down at the garden beneath his balcony, adding, “It’s on