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

Chapter 1299

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Don't think Mirabella was overthinking; Atlas, the one driving, was even more on edge.

Mr. Nick's health had barely held up during those couple of days abroad at the conference. Now, having flown back without a break, it wasn't just surgery he couldn't handle; even standing for too long could be risky.

Nick adjusted his coat, not a hint of worry on his face. "It's nothing, just a minor surgery. No biggie."

Mirabella shot him a sideways glance. His casual attitude about his own health was concerning.

"But Mr. Nick, you..." Atlas couldn't help but jump in, easing off the gas, almost wishing he could pull over and stop Nick from going.

Nick kept his eyes on the road ahead, cutting Atlas off. "Right now, I'm just a junior researcher. Even if it's an experimental surgery, I'm only assisting."

No matter where you work, seniority is always clear. Even if you're from a famous international institute, in a new place, you follow the new rules.

Atlas, checking the rearview mirror, started to say something but ended up just sighing softly, picking up speed again.

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further. She just reminded him to come home early, then looked down at her phone as if

Nick felt a bit relieved, leaning back to catch some rest. Half an hour later, Atlas pulled up in front of the research institute. His car couldn't go inside, so after parking, he hopped out and opened the

view from inside the car. He looked at Nick, "Mr. Nick, don't

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