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

Chapter 1171

It was still early, with three hours to go until 7 PM. Mirabella cruised around the neighborhood before finally parking outside James's mansion. She smoothly opened the door and stepped inside.

"Ah, Ms. Mirabella, you're finally here," Wyatt said, putting down what he was holding and hurrying over to greet her at the door.

Mirabella nodded slightly with a soft hum, changed her shoes, and walked into the living room.

"James is down in the basement. Feel free to make yourself comfortable," Wyatt said, heading off to pour her a glass of water. Just then, the doorbell rang, and he went to answer it.

Moments later, Wyatt returned carrying two elegantly wrapped bags and placed them on the coffee table in front of Mirabella. "James got some special afternoon coffee for you."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Wyatt then came over with a box. "Oh, Ms. Mirabella, I've got something to show you."

Mirabella glanced at the box, noticing several small porcelain bottles, each with a familiar mark. She picked up one. "Pharmacy Guild's medicine?"

recognize the Pharmacy Guild's medicine,

soft nod. She opened a bottle to sniff it, then set it down, examining a few others before turning to Wyatt. "All wound medicines. Is someone

someone. Which do you

to the camp's medical team for testing, but with an expert like Mirabella around, it was much easier. That's why he had asked

dozen or so bottles before picking out three. "These

the chosen bottles aside,

expert indeed, solving in minutes what would

emerged from the basement, noticing Wyatt's grin near where

here," James said, taking off his gloves and sitting beside Mirabella, casually

he realized something and quickly stood up, chuckling awkwardly. "I'll go

left with the

quick exit, then turned back

an eyebrow, his fingers lightly twirling a strand