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

Chapter 1484

James didn't eat much. After putting down his fork, he casually asked, "Was that a call from your brother?"

Mirabella nodded, paused for two seconds, and then added, "It's okay if we head back late."

Hearing this, the corners of James's lips lifted in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyes dark and striking against his fair skin.

He signaled for the waiter to come over so they could pay the bill.

*

When Mirabella got home, half an hour had passed. Her usually pale cheeks were now tinged with pink, especially her lips, which were as red and vibrant as roses blooming on a winter's branch.

Delilah took a closer look at her daughter, feeling that the girl seemed somewhat different after just one outing. Her gaze suddenly fell on Mirabella's neck, and she asked with a hint of suspicion, "Honey, did you wear a scarf when you went out?"

Mirabella, without changing her expression, adjusted the scarf around her neck and replied, "Yes, I did."

"Really?" Delilah felt there was still something off.

her daughter

grabbed a bottle of cold cola. The icy beverage slid down her throat, soothing the heat

truth, Delilah

Delilah had no further questions, Mirabella finished her cola and decided not to watch the New Year's special on

outside Mirabella pulled back the curtains,

if she was transported back to the

Year's Eve, they would cuddle together

watching

the lump in her

countdown for the New Year echoed from somewhere, and at the stroke of midnight, her whispered, "Happy New

fireworks outside.

Mirabella stood by the window

New Year," James's

well up inside Mirabella seemed to dissipate in an instant.

knock on the door. Mirabella looked up, quickly hung up the phone,