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

Chapter 1412

Wyatt nodded at Mirabella in greeting before turning to his brother, James, "James, I've almost finalized the arrangements with the pharmaceutical association."

James hummed nonchalantly, his attention still partly on his phone as he typed away. Lifting his head, he asked Mirabella, "What would you like for dinner tonight?"

"Ah, anything's fine," Mirabella responded lazily, shifting her position on the sofa, legs crossed.

James nodded and returned to his messaging.

Wyatt cleared his throat, drawing their attention as he pulled documents from his briefcase, "There's something else. Today, I received an anonymous package containing information about Presley."

Mirabella glanced briefly at the papers in Wyatt's hand, her interest waning almost immediately as she looked away.

Handing the documents to James, Wyatt continued, "I always thought only research institutes conducted experiments on living subjects. I had no idea Presley was also testing on people behind closed doors."

Mirabella played absently with the hem of her clothing, a slight smile tugging at her lips as if struck by a thought, "Desire is a chasm that can never be filled."

expression remained unchanged, her

through the world's façade," James raised an eyebrow, tossing the documents onto the coffee table before taking Mirabella's

James a sidelong glance, not withdrawing her hand but not engaging further

couldn't help but feel a twinge

documents reveal who sent them?" James turned

Wyatt's cheek twitched, "...No."

disdain wash over

way, Ms. Mirabella, the photo you sent me the

played with the tips of Mirabella's fingers, curiosity in his

showing them the photo,

at it, noting the photo was too blurry and the angle too obscure

"Seems so," Wyatt replied.

Mirabella wasn't surprised by

composed as she inquired,

cs, here