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

Chapter 1392

Mirabella leaned back in her chair, rubbing her sore wrists, "If this doesn't work..." she muttered, dreading another trip to the innovation center.

Taking a deep breath, she spoke with newfound determination, "Zane, trust me, this will definitely work!"

"Don't you think it's a far cry from what we had before?" Zane asked, his face a mix of doubt and grudging acceptance. As much as he hated to admit it, he had to be honest.

"That doesn't matter," Mirabella said plainly. "It's like shoes; no matter how high- quality they are, if they don't fit, they're useless."

Zane was at a loss for words for a moment, and finally said, "Alright, let's give it another shot at the innovation center tomorrow."

Mirabella nodded, checked the time, and stood up, gathering her things. "Professor, I've got to head out now."

After her goodbyes, she nodded to Linden and a few others before leaving the lab in a hurry. She had to stop by David's place for a follow-up and check on Morgan's condition.

***

Half an hour later, at the Watson residence.

are pretty stable. Just avoid getting stressed or angry, keep a calm mind, and

a bit relieved. He helped David sit up and adjusted a

sleeping much better," David said with a smile, feeling a bit emotional. It was no surprise,

thought for a moment before saying, "I'll write

some paper

momentarily taken

quickly

missing out on a golden learning

and notebook from a nearby desk, and

prescription, Devon suddenly realized, "The prescription? You're

she had shared, the

master,

over just

a whirlwind

how valuable the prescription was, she could have just made the

and brought it