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

Chapter 484

Mirabella was eyeing the array of healing herbs laid out beside her when Knox nudged her, causing her to pause momentarily. Without lifting her gaze, she drawled, “Aren’t we acquainted enough for a casual chat?”

Knox choked on his words, realizing that wasn’t the kind of response he had been fishing for.

Already by Vincent’s side, Mirabella peered at the simmering stew pot on the stove, with a faint herbal aroma wafting through the air. After a brief two–second pause, she suggested, “Vincent, why don’t you toss in a bit of Solomon’s Seal?”

Vincent glanced at Mirabella. “Solomon’s Seal?”

She nodded affirmatively.

Vincent went over to a box, scooped up a pinch of Solomon’s Seal, and asked, “Is this amount about right?”

Mirabella, with an appraising look, replied, “Pretty close.”

Soon, Vincent had rinsed the Solomon’s Seal and added it to the pot. He didn’t question Mirabella’s advice; it was as if anything she said was gospel to him. The dominating aura she had was too strong.

Standing aside and watching the two converse with such ease, Knox suddenly felt a glimmer of hope for taking on an apprentice. He stepped back, positioning himself next to Nikolai, arms crossed, and whispered, “Hey, Niko, don’t you think Mirabella would make a fine… culinary herbalist?”

Nikolai turned his head, giving Knox a sidelong glance. “What nonsense are you spouting now?”

a top–notch potion master and a brilliant medic to boot, to be

Mirabella as his

by Nikolai’s gaze, Knox was puzzled, “What’s with that look?”

just a suggestion. You might want to sleep

call Mirabella your mentor?” Knox circled

a knowing smile, “I’m

his life was getting to know this darn

pocket, and he walked away to

various dishes. As one spoke, the other listened, oblivious to whatever the two elder men were talking about at

she was met by Knox’s plaintive gaze. She

fixated on the ‘little mentor nickname. After a few seconds of thought, he

been referring to Nikolai.

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