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

Chapter 1226

Mirabella snapped the box shut and looked up at Conrad, who had just made a snide remark. "Did the person who gave you the formula ever mention how tough it is to replicate?"

Conrad stared back at her, icy and silent.

After Sophia handed him the formula, he had spent ages trying to crack it, but no matter how many tests he ran, he couldn't nail it. That's why he decided to use it in today's assessment-he had nothing else.

Mirabella smiled, her patience evident as she spoke again, "Tell you what, you can skip the whole brewing process. Just jot down the formula."

Conrad didn't find any comfort in Mirabella's suggestion. He sneered, "You must be joking. Write it down for you to swipe it?"

A formula was a brewer's secret weapon; nobody would just hand it over.

"Scared, or just clueless?" Mirabella paused, then grinned. "How about this? I'll write mine down for you."

The formula was crucial, and with the right recipe, you could churn out endless batches of the brew.

was caught off guard, staring at

pay any mind to Conrad's reaction. She lazily turned to David, "Got any

by her intent, had someone fetch them for

no time, Mirabella scribbled down a list of ingredients, their quantities, and the method. Once done, she handed it to David, "Could you

looked at her lively handwriting, a bit surprised, but soon focused on the

others brew, so she asked, "Simple, is

written a beginner's version, fearing it might be

her a thoughtful look, questioning if their brewing methods

scanned the room for someone to test the formula

try it," Devon said, his face a

sure if Devon was up for it.

it's about proving whether Conrad made this, I'm the right guy for the

David

wearing the same expression David had earlier. He glanced up at Mirabella, who met his gaze