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 delivered?"

out of her bag and

pulling out her phone next, "I

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

eyebrow, fiddling with

walked through the gates, James's gaze

downtown, not far from

around and

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any packages. If not for the sign, James

the station. A guy sat at the counter, wearing a black

up. His eyes narrowed briefly when he saw James, but he quickly

something, but rather who he was looking for. After a pause, he rattled off the numbers Mirabella had

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