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

Chapter 1450

Just as she turned her head, she saw the man standing behind her like a ghost, very close, "You..."

Before she could finish, James had already wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tightly into his embrace, his voice deep and gritted, "At your age?" Mirabella, still not quite reacting to the situation, was puzzled, "?"

"Why aren't you speaking?" James lifted his other hand, his thumb landing on Mirabella's lips, gently caressing them before repeating the question, "My age, huh?"

Mirabella smiled, "... You're very young."

"Evading the question," James lowered his head, nipping at her earlobe.

Mirabella: "..."

There's a saying that fits, old men are trouble not worth messing with.

"Old but certified," James slightly tilted his cheek, his lips very close to the corner of Mirabella's, "Your disdain changes nothing."

Mirabella looked at the man so close to her, his deep eyes filled with her reflection, and sighed softly. Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around his neck, "By that logic... I might end up being older than you?"

Two identities indeed.

that he barely

snapping Mirabella back to

his hold on Mirabella, took out his phone, and answered the call from Wyatt with a particularly icy tone, "You better have a

his phone upon hearing that menacing voice, stunned for a few seconds before

it." James

Wyatt: "."

he been having lately, always stepping

Mirabella raised an eyebrow at him, having overheard Wyatt's words on the

again cupped Mirabella's face and kissed her, then led her to sit

her phone and used

to concoct these

appointed as the head of the Pharmacists Guild, he had been busier than ever, almost more so than when he was engrossed

pharmacology day and night.

more prescriptions from Mirabella,