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

Chapter 477

After school, the bell rang, signaling the end of another day at Parkside High. Mirabella swiftly organized her desk, sliding her coat on as she strolled out of the classroom.

Stepping through the school gates, her eyes immediately caught sight of the familiar black sedan parked curbside. Without hesitation, she approached the vehicle.

At the front passenger side, the window was rolled down, revealing Wyatt, who leaned out with a grin, greeting Mirabella with a casual, “Hey there.”

he lean and

Mirabella nodded in response and, as per her usual routine, pulled open the back door and settled into the seat.

over as

James was sprawled out comfortably, giving Mirabella a once–over as she got situated. His piercing gaze softened for a moment. “Need to change before we head out?”

glanced down at her unbuttoned coat, revealing the Parkside High emblem emblazoned on her sweater beneath. Shrugging nonchalantly, she replied,

since Knox’s birthday bash was at the family’s old manor, not some uptight five–star

acknowledgment. He was dressed in a casual navy ensemble that lent him an air of effortless elegance. Despite the laid–back look, he still exuded an aura of distinction, a testament to his blue–blooded

position and casually inquired, “How’s your

quirked playfully, and he extended his arm towards her, his sleeve sliding up to reveal a pale, refined wrist, “Take my pulse, and you’ll

of his boss‘ actions in the rearview mirror, couldn’t help but mentally scoff at anyone who called his boss unromantic. These subtle flirtations

sidelong glance, stating bluntly, “You look pretty healthy to me. No pulse–taking

the occasional irregular heartbeat.” The sound of Wyatt choking on his own saliva

keeping any further sounds to himself. Mirabella’s delicate

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straightforward woman.

Mirabella’s clear gaze, her own eyes free of any ulterior motives, as if she melancholy surfaced within him.