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

Chapter 1318

Nick brushed aside his thoughts, focusing on Atlas once more. "How did Mirabella manage to get me out of the lab?"

Though he still looked pale and weak, his eyes had a sharpness that seemed to cut through everything.

Atlas met Nick's gaze, his fingers tightening around the cup. He sighed inwardly, realizing there was no point in keeping the truth under wraps any longer. "It was one of Ms. Mira's friends who got you out. She didn't go into the lab herself; she was waiting outside for you."

The last thing Nick recalled before blacking out was the parking lot—the final stretch of his endurance. After a moment, he asked, "The injuries...?"

"Ms. Mira took care of them," Atlas replied honestly.

Nick's fingers twitched slightly on the cup. "Same as last time, right?"

Atlas hesitated, then nodded.

With everything already spilled, hiding anything further was pointless. The truth would have surfaced eventually, whether from him or someone else.

After a pause, Atlas added in a hushed tone, "You were the one who kept it from Ms. Mira first, so she just went along with it, not wanting to stir the pot."

Nick was silent for a beat. So, everyone was in on the act except him?

closer with a glass of water, offering it to Nick. "Here,

his chest. Taking a deep breath,

tension that flickered across Uncle

at school around this time, where

you think I can't tell you're hiding something?" Nick asked, trying

moved, he slumped

et el?

the nightstand and gently helped Nick

his eyes locked onto Atlas.

the water again and

stare unrelenting, making Atlas squirm under the

lot of energy

was expected to wake up today, and figured it

no

condition.

have I been out?" Nick asked,

and pale, speaking with difficulty, even though he had

replied, "Today's the fifth