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

Chapter 1209

After reading the message, Mirabella got out of bed and headed over to her computer desk. She pulled open the right-hand drawer, which was crammed with all sorts of bottles and jars. Her fingers skimmed over them until she picked one and popped it into her backpack.

Today was exam day in her department, so after a quick breakfast, Mirabella headed out. James's car was already parked at the curb. She walked straight to it, opened the door, and slid inside.

James rested his hand on the steering wheel, his eyes lingering on Mirabella's hair for a moment before he finally said, "Morning."

"Morning," Mirabella nodded, fastening her seatbelt. As she looked up, she caught him giving her a steady gaze.

Mirabella: "..."

"Your hair looks good," James remarked, raising an eyebrow.

Mirabella shrugged, "Oh, it's alright..."

James chuckled, started the car, and soon they were cruising out of the neighborhood.

mentioned you needed

nodded, then fished the bottle out of her bag and dropped

next, "I sent you the address

need to thank me; we're all friends

eyebrow, fiddling with her phone, but stayed

As Mirabella walked through the gates, James's

downtown, not far from the school. Maybe a half-hour

the car around and headed towards

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which didn't seem to hold any packages. If not for the sign, James might have thought he was in the

sat at the counter, wearing a black

eyes narrowed briefly when he saw James, but he quickly stood and asked politely, "Hey, who

ask if he was sending something, but rather who he

up with recognition, and he said, "Just hand me the item. It'll be delivered to Riverdale by 1 PM