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

Chapter 566

Mirabella set the bottle back on the table, turned her head with a playful gaze, and smirked at Asher. “Did you use my recipe to brew this potion?”

Asher shifted uncomfortably under her scrutinizing eyes, his fingers twitching but not daring to retrieve the bottle.

He knew, of course, that Dane’s potion was concocted following Mirabella’s instructions. But what of it? If it worked, that was all that mattered, right?

Nikolai, overhearing the exchange, suddenly fixed his eyes on Mirabella’s face. After a brief pause, his attention darted to the bottle on

the table.

He moved quickly, almost clumsily, bumping into his chair in his haste. Johnny, sitting nearby, jumped to his aid, worried that Nikolai might cause a scene.

an pharmacist,

holed up in the pharmacy, concocting who knows what. He had asked Dane about it, only to receive a vague response about research. Nikolai

but this was theft, plain and simple. Suddenly unsteady, Nikolai fumbled with the bottle, which fell with a clatter onto the table and rolled onto

utter a word, Nikolai’s hand struck

was hoarse, and he shook his head, disappointment etched across his face. He wondered how the Reeves family

He had only wanted to hand over the potion to Owen in front of Mirabella and be done with it. He hadn’t anticipated Owen’s

room was steeped

the bottle from the floor, placing it back on the table. “To brew potions is one thing,” she mused dryly,

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Reeves family, he mused, all seemed to lack

heading to the library?” James‘ voice