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

Chapter 1477

Unfortunately, there's no option to turn back time.

Mirabella's eyelashes drooped slightly, pausing for a second before she changed the subject, "When do you plan to return to the family?"

Paul, habitually holding his long pipe but not lighting it, simply said, "I'll head back in a couple of days."

Mirabella nodded, "It's better to go back early, it's not safe out here."

"What about you? Santos already knows you're still alive; his people will definitely not let you go," Paul said with a serious expression.

The corners of Mirabella's lips lifted slightly as she spoke lightly, "If some people are unavoidable, then I'll just wait for them to come to me."

“But.....” Paul opened his mouth to say something but was interrupted by Mirabella again.

“I used to think that one should live comfortably, being a lazy fish isn't bad,” Mirabella's gaze shifted towards the window, her eyes carrying an unfathomable depth before she turned back, "but now it seems that idea was wrong."

bit pained. The fact that she could say such words showed

out of our control. Now that you've escaped this vicious circle, why

and then she took out a bottle from her pocket and handed it

looking inside. Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Did Cassie know about

his answer. He pocketed the bottle expressionlessly, not asking

in the family, felt an inexplicable chill run down

were always

about other things for a couple more hours before

rain began to fall. Standing at the doorway, her black clothing and slender body appeared as fragile as paper, as if a gust of wind

a sedan pulled

and James stepped out from the driver's side, holding an umbrella. He walked around the car towards

Mirabella was

worried you might be upset," James simply stated, extending his free hand to grasp Mirabella's cold

gesture, couldn't help but shake her head with a mix of laughter