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

Chapter 1362

David snapped back to reality, mulling things over before shaking his head, "Nope."

"No?" Devon, though always a bit skeptical about Mirabella's diagnosis, figured it was better to play it safe when it came to his mentor's health. "Maybe you should give it another thought?"

"Did Mirabella mention this to you?" David suddenly asked.

Devon nodded, "Yeah, she said your health isn't looking too good and that the chronic toxins are acting up."

He held back from saying "burning the candle at both ends," not wanting to add more stress to his mentor.

David went silent for a moment, his hand on the blanket tightening a bit. After a pause, he looked up at Devon, his face expressionless, "I haven't been taking any other meds."

Devon studied David closely but couldn't read anything from his expression, finally suggesting, "Maybe it's a misdiagnosis."

"Maybe." David nodded, adding, "I know my body well. It's just some old nagging issues, nothing major."

Devon agreed, considering his mentor's medical skills were nothing to scoff at. Feeling a bit reassured, he glanced at the medicine in his hand, contemplating before saying, "Let's skip this medicine, then."

Better safe than sorry.

"Alright," David replied softly, steering clear of further discussion on the meds or the association.

a bit more, Devon noticed the fatigue creeping back onto David's face and helped him lie down once

Devon, with the medicine bottle in hand, remembered something and turned back to David, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask, how good

silhouetted by the light, a hint of admiration in his tired eyes, "Her

this, Devon's heart sank. If Mirabella's skills were indeed superior, then her diagnosis

was definitely

instead

left the room, his steps heavy and

wide awake, staring at the

realized that the

he

was

he knew,

par for

it

often has

**

The next afternoon.

with James in tow. The butler showed