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.

He wasn’t an pharmacist, but his knowledge of pharmacology

been holed up in the pharmacy, concocting who knows what. He had asked Dane about it, only to receive a vague response about research. Nikolai hadn’t pressed further. So, it was Mirabella’s master recipe he’d been

but this was theft, plain

to Nikolai’s side. Before he could utter a word, Nikolai’s hand struck him

disappointment etched across his face. He wondered how the

ire. He had only wanted to hand over the potion to Owen in front of Mirabella and be

room was steeped in awkwardness.

placing it back on the table.

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thinly veiled patience. Despite her composed exterior, he knew better. His gaze swept over Asher with a glint of annoyance. The Reeves family, he mused, all seemed to lack the makings of leadership, save for

the library?” James‘ voice