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

Chapter 1231

Dane's eyebrows flickered slightly; he'd always had it in mind to get in with

Presley, but the guy barely gave him any attention. Even when Dane handed over

a family heirloom recipe book, all he got was a simple "thank you."

Bringing himself back to the moment, Dane nodded and said, "But I really don't know much."

"No worries," Conrad replied, his hand gripping the phone in his pocket tightly, his eyes shadowed with concern.

He hurried Dane back to Presley's office to lay out the situation, then excused himself and left.

Conrad had just made it to the first floor and was on his way out of the lobby when he collided with Sophia, who was rushing in.

her voice still catching up

in Sophia and didn't bother answering. Instead, he grabbed her arm and

squeezed her hand, and once they were

really playing both sides, huh? What's in it

got the message on Mirabella Messenger, she had a hunch about what went down. So Conrad's

to swap the medicine? When you were pulling that shady stuff, did you even think about

it's about? You knew this evaluation was important to me,

hand to cut him off, "Enough. You dug this hole yourself. No one else to blame. Now, tell me, is the person who made this medicine

the association, and she'd been held

anger was all tied up in Sophia's perceived betrayal. Her cool demeanor and questioning about someone else made him snap. He swung his hand for a hard slap, no

but Sophia intercepted by gripping Conrad's wrist with even

stumbled forward, pain shooting through his wrist, forcing him to bend

like a deep winter