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

Chapter 1393

Mirabella was blissfully unaware of the storm of feelings brewing inside Devon. After handing him the prescription, she turned her attention back to David. "Hey David, remember that picture of a herb you sent me last time? Is the owner looking to sell it?"

David straightened up, a bit surprised by her question. He didn't linger on why she referred to the owner that way, instead asking, "You're interested in that herb too?"

"Too?" Mirabella's eyes narrowed slightly as she gave a nod.

David recalled how the herb had been the catalyst for Presley's antics, stirring up quite the commotion in the association. With a soft sigh, he said, "It's no use trying to buy it now-someone's already taken it."

"Taken?" Mirabella was puzzled. To anyone outside her family, the herb was nothing more than a weed.

"Yeah," David nodded. The association was a mess, and he didn't want to drag Mirabella into it, so he kept it brief. After a pause, he asked, "But what exactly is this herb for? I couldn't find anything about it in the records."

Mirabella's fingers interlocked gently as she replied, "It's a herb that ordinary folks wouldn't need."

David, aware of Mirabella's unique family background, was curious but respected her decision not to elaborate further.

still at the botanical base?" Mirabella asked, getting to the heart of her

sometimes goes back to his family home down south. He did come back recently, but then we

worried that Presley might have tracked Paul down, so he had his assistant keep tabs. Yet, a call from his assistant a few days ago confirmed that Presley hadn't

no contact at all?" Mirabella

went back south again," David speculated, then

agreement with David's words.

send his number to you on

nodded slightly, deciding not to press any

after, Mirabella left

left. He pulled up a chair by the bed, his voice tinged with astonishment, "Presley went to great lengths to get Ms. Mirabella's prescriptions, yet she handed us two just like

Devon, simply saying, "She has her reasons for giving

on studying them

Devon looked at his

the bed, his expression calm, "Xiaohe, I'm getting old and won't