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

Chapter 1377

The hospital room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Wyatt, standing

nearby, barely dared to breathe, his eyes glued to Mirabella and his hands tightly clenched, showing just how tense he was.

After what felt like ages, Mirabella finally pulled her hand back, looking a bit puzzled.

"How's it looking, Mirabella?" Wyatt asked eagerly.

Instead of answering right away, Mirabella took out a silver needle she always carried and said, "Could you grab me a cup, half-filled with water?"

Wyatt, a bit thrown by her request, quickly obliged. He walked over to the water cooler, grabbed a disposable cup, filled it with cool water, and brought it back.

Mirabella pricked Trevor's fingertip with the needle, letting a drop of blood plop into the water. She then stirred it with the needle. The water turned a faint red but didn't look too different. Yet, the subtle scent that rose from it made Mirabella pause for a second.

on the bedside table, and looked at James. "Has your dad been to any remote mountain areas

of," James nodded, keeping the archaeology trip under

and if you breathe in its fragrance long enough,

James's eyes narrowed as he remembered catching a whiff of something floral in that mysterious forest, but he

"These flowers usually grow deep in the mountains,

why she was caught off

other day," Wyatt chimed in, cutting through Mirabella's thoughts.

dangerous? James's been out for at

took a deep

a tissue. "Normally, it's not too harmful. But if

could be a

asked, his handsome face

"It hasn't been too long. He should be