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.

guard, staring at

lazily turned to David, "Got any paper and a

puzzled by her intent, had someone fetch

method. Once done, she handed it to

a bit surprised, but soon focused on the instructions. His eyebrows shot up. "Is it

She hadn't seen others brew, so she asked,

method could be even more straightforward, but she'd written a beginner's version, fearing it

questioning if

the room for someone to

Devon said, his face

for it. "You think you're up to it in your

earnestly, "I can handle it. If it's about proving whether Conrad made this,

mulling it over, David handed the

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