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.

needed something delivered?" he

nodded, then fished the bottle out of her

phone next, "I

side glance, "No need to thank me;

eyebrow, fiddling with her phone, but stayed

Mirabella walked through the gates, James's gaze lingered before he checked the bottle in the

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

car around

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hold any packages. If not for the sign, James might have thought he was in the wrong

surroundings, James entered the station. A guy sat at the counter, wearing a black hat pulled low, hiding most

eyes narrowed briefly when he saw James, but he quickly stood and asked

he

he said, "Just hand me the item. It'll