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

Chapter 1208

Paul had been glued to his computer screen, waiting for what felt like ages. When he finally saw a response pop up on the clunky old website, he clicked it open immediately. After a brief pause, he typed, "Rea?"

Mirabella's fingers shook a little when she saw those letters, but she quickly pulled herself together and shot back a question mark.

Paul paused for a few seconds, then asked, "Who gave you the Elixir of Purity?"

Mirabella tapped her response impatiently, "Are you buying or just here to waste time?"

The impatience in her words was hard to miss.

Paul felt a bit let down, but then remembered how Rea usually was and sent over a number.

Mirabella stared at the digits on her screen, her cheeks twitching in disbelief.

That stingy attitude of his was really getting worse. She recalled spending ten million just to snag the Lunar Lace from James, and now Paul was offering a measly one million for a finished product?

Might as well be a bandit, she thought.

Mirabella couldn't help but scorn him in her mind as she quickly typed back, "Nothing under twenty million. Take it or leave it. No haggling, no small talk."

Paul: "..."

logged into the website's hosting service, adjusted the

tacky

Mirabella leaned back in

to the

pulled out the thick stack of documents Atlas had handed

about the Davis family's business dealings in the

more Mirabella read, the

her

rang from the desk. She glanced at the caller ID before setting the documents aside

his hair as he gazed into the distance. He spoke first, "Why're you up so

documents, sighing heavily, "Ever feel like you're being pushed into

an

pressed her fingers to her forehead, feeling a bit trapped,

inherit

showing off, Mirabella?" James

folks' bank details earlier, Mirabella

is no easy task," James mused.

shamelessness was reaching

asked, "Did you have something to talk

against the railing, his voice