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.

raced, his attention captivated by her current action so much that he barely listened to

interrupted them, snapping Mirabella back to

his phone, and

almost didn't catch his phone upon hearing that menacing voice, stunned for a few seconds before hurriedly saying, "James, we haven't

James hung

Wyatt: "."

luck has he been having lately, always

find the person?" Mirabella raised an eyebrow at him, having

cupped Mirabella's face and kissed her, then led her to sit down and pressed the bell to call

Mirabella took out her phone and used the notepad to compose two prescriptions, sending them

to concoct

he had

pharmacology day and night.

from Mirabella,