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

Chapter 1480

Mirabella pressed her temples, sighing, "Try to invent fewer trouble-making concoctions."

Paul cleared his throat, "You know I'm only interested in toxic plants."

Mirabella shook her head, then glanced at her watch, "Alright, let's hurry up, or we'll miss our flight. Just be safe."

Paul gave a low 'hm', grabbed his suitcase, and walked away. However, after a few steps, he turned his head, seeing that Mirabella truly showed no sign of sorrow, his face fell.

His shoulders drooped as he turned back around, his silhouette looking rather pitiful.

Seeing this, Mirabella let out a helpless sigh and quickly caught up to him, giving Paul a gentle hug, "Paul, take care of yourself."

She spoke softly, with a seriousness she had never shown before.

felt as if his heart was pricked by a needle,

finally showed the emotional fluctuations of a

bitterness, Paul patted Mirabella on the back, "It

meet a tragic end,

security, and Mirabella stood watching until he disappeared from sight, then turned and walked away,

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the Machinery Bureau of M

his chair, idly spinning

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the

meeting was as heated as an argument, with everyone looking furious

gaze sweeping over the crowd, "I didn't come here to listen to your