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: "..."

message, Mirabella promptly logged into the website's hosting service, adjusted the

tacky ways,

computer, Mirabella leaned back in her chair with

drifting to the

and pulled out the thick stack of documents Atlas

Davis

pages, the more Mirabella read, the more her head began to

Grady had given her this was beyond

at the caller ID before setting the documents aside and

hair as he gazed into the distance. He spoke

documents, sighing heavily, "Ever feel

an

to her forehead,

to inherit a

showing off, Mirabella?" James

she'd stumbled across some folks' bank details earlier, Mirabella clicked her tongue,

about to inherit billions is

shamelessness was reaching

she asked, "Did you

against the railing,