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 something

nodded, then fished the bottle out of

her phone next, "I sent you

glance, "No need to thank me; we're all

fiddling with her phone, but

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

was downtown, not far from the school. Maybe

car around and

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station, which didn't seem to hold any packages.

the counter, wearing a black hat pulled low,

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

the guy didn't ask if he was sending something, but rather who he was looking for. After a pause, he rattled

and he said, "Just hand me the item.