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

Chapter 1184

Before long, Sam's phone buzzed in his pocket.

James set his phone down and glanced at Sam, "I've sent you Mira's contact info on Messenger."

The message was clear: forget about gifts, a direct money transfer or digital cash gift would suffice.

Sam: "..."

Mirabella's lips twitched, turning to give someone a side-eye-wow, that was bold. James, unfazed, casually brushed her hair back with a calm demeanor.

Sam, having been unexpectedly showered with sweetness, took a moment to snap back to reality. He shook his head with a speechless grin, pulled out his phone, opened the contact card his nephew sent, and added the new friend. Mirabella saw this and quickly grabbed her phone to add the contact as well.

Sam wasn't one to be stingy, sending Mirabella a generous amount straight away. If his nephew thought highly enough of her to bring her along, she must be someone special.

He liked her right off the bat, finding her far more genuine and down-to-earth than those high-maintenance heiresses.

Mirabella, seeing the transfer on her phone, felt a bit overwhelmed, a familiar fear creeping in from handling such large sums.

"Go on, accept

she was subtly being called

pause, she accepted the transfer with a quiet nod and looked up at Sam, sincerely saying, "Thank you, Uncle Sam. If

first time someone had offered him help. He chuckled, saying simply,

over a

wasn't much of a talker, but he got along well with Mirabella. During

had a bottle

but Mirabella joined in with a modest

the one who received the

from the wine, James made a

minister home now," the driver nodded

canvas bag left where his uncle had been sitting. "Hold on."

question and quickly left the private dining

Mirabella and him in the

noticing the rosy tint on her cheeks from the wine. His gaze deepened as he pinched her cheek gently, asking,