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

Chapter 1385

Leon gave a slight nod, exuding a cool, distant vibe that was especially striking in his deep, ocean-blue eyes. Presley thought about walking him downstairs, but Leon raised a hand to decline the offer. Even though Leon barely spoke, Presley didn't mind one bit.

He stood there, a mix of awe and respect in his eyes, watching Leon until he vanished inside the elevator. Once the elevator doors closed, Presley turned to Dane, his expression slipping back into its usual confident demeanor. “Let's talk inside."

"Sure," Dane said, setting aside his thoughts and carefully trailing Presley into the office.

Presley settled into a seat by the couch and motioned for Dane to join him. "Did you get the prescription?"

"Not yet..." Dane admitted, eyes downcast. "Sorry, even my dad couldn't get it from that young lady."

Presley had guessed as much but couldn't hide his irritation. “Such a simple task... Come on, Dane, you need to step it up."

Dane nodded, his hands clammy with sweat. "I'm really sorry. I didn't expect her

to ignore my dad's request. Could you give me a bit more time?"

thought for a moment. He had banked on Dane because of his father's supposed good rapport with

seemed getting the prescription through him was

to a nearby safe, and punched in the

Presley shut the safe and handed the

then

Presley replied, taking his seat again. "Harmless to most, but tricky

opened the box, but Presley's words made his fingers twitch, and he quickly closed it. He understood exactly

this on someone from the Shepherd

surprise Presley had mentioned James's health problems a few days back, which his dad

"Just use this on James, and that prescription is as good as

last association meeting, when James showed up with Mirabella, it was clear they had a close

worried because the target was

Presley interrupted him, knowing

on his mind. "What

fragrance. Unless you spill the

"But it's James we're