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.

and whispered, "Go on, accept it.

subtly

looked up at Sam, sincerely saying, "Thank you, Uncle Sam. If you ever

time someone had offered him help. He chuckled,

James called over a server

but he got along

a bottle of red wine

abstained, but Mirabella joined in with a modest

was the one who received the

noticing his uncle's face flushed from the wine, James made a

home now," the driver nodded

a nod, noticing a canvas bag left where his uncle had been sitting. "Hold on." He picked up the black bag and handed it to the

question and quickly

it was just Mirabella

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