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

Chapter 1432

Mirabella despised the way Ben looked at her at that moment; his greed and madness reminded her of some very unpleasant memories.

The enclosed space was filled with the uncomfortable scent of antiseptic, and she had no patience left to listen to him beating around the bush.

With a flick of her finger, the silver needle she had been holding at her fingertips shot out, grazing Ben's wrist and causing a sudden sharp pain that made him tremble.

At that moment, Mirabella's eyes flashed with lethal intent as she swiftly grabbed Ben's wrist, the one holding the gun, with a quickness that left him no time to react.

In an instant, the gun was in Mirabella's hands.

Ben's pupils contracted at her agile movements, hardly believing the turn of events, feeling the lingering force on his wrist. "Why aren't you affected by the drugs?"

He had injected her with a large dose of a neurological agent, yet she still had the strength to fight back?

"You must have a drug-resistant physique!" Ben exclaimed, both shocked and certain.

Only someone with a resistance to drugs could be immune to them. No wonder she had woken up so quickly.

intelligence, unique physique, she perfectly matched the criteria the facility had been searching for years for

not answer his question

angry nor annoyed, yet it

a gunshot rang

James might not be in

you want to know where Jamesis, try shooting here," he pointed at his heart, seemingly fearless, "If

not been emotionally moved by anyone in a long time. Her finger pulled the trigger, "Then you

wrist, disrupting his nearly successful

this girl to be so ruthless, regretting underestimating

retreating to

at Lisa, about to make a move, when

two shots hit his

knelt on the

approached, the cold barrel of the gun aimed

in his ears, and at that moment, Ben truly felt fear, realizing Mirabella was serious about wanting

her with