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.

Sophia asked breathlessly, her voice still catching up with

simmering in Sophia and didn't bother answering.

once they were outside, she easily

at Sophia. "You're really playing both sides, huh? What's in it for you to mess

around earlier, but as soon as she got the message on Mirabella Messenger, she had a hunch about what went

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

out a bitter laugh, "Is this what it's about? You knew this evaluation was

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

a bit far from the association, and she'd been held up

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

intercepted by gripping Conrad's

wrist, forcing him to bend as his eyes met

freezing, like a deep winter