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.

stable. Just avoid getting stressed or angry, keep a calm mind, and who knows, you

bit relieved. He helped David sit up and adjusted

worked wonders. I've been sleeping much better," David said with a smile, feeling a bit emotional. It was no surprise, given her family's reputation for

saying, "I'll write down the prescription for you,

Devon for some paper and

momentarily

also surprised, but he quickly collected himself and coughed, "Get her the

was missing out on

right." Devon nodded quickly, grabbed a pen and notebook from a nearby desk, and handed them

prescription, Devon suddenly

shared, the prescription with him. But this time,

master, and she

just

whirlwind

the prescription was, she could have just made

brought it