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

Chapter 1571

Cassie listened to the dial tone on the phone, completely bewildered. It wasn't like

his sister to hang up without trying to get something out of him first. Scratching his head, he thought for a moment before pulling his suitcase out from under the bed.

When he unzipped it, he found a stash of bottles tucked at the bottom-at least a dozen of them. With a reluctant sigh, he carefully picked out three that were the least potent. Lining them up on the table, he snapped a photo and sent it to Mirabella via Messenger: "These are the only three I've got. If you want them, I can spare you at most two! "

Mirabella heard the Messenger ping twice. Standing in the cool night breeze, she took a moment before opening the message. A small smile crept onto her lips after reading it. Though most of the time that rascal was full of it, at least he had a tiny shred of decency.

"Keep them with you, and I'll hit you up when I need them."

Cassie shook his head, muttering to himself about how his sister was a master at getting her way. She even wanted him to carry them around all the time!

group that had been tailing her tonight was nothing special,

players.

Joen's lab. Her face was ghostly pale, her lips lacking any color. Her legs were shaky, barely able to support her. She leaned against the wall for a couple of minutes until the numbness began to fade, and she started

printouts. Spotting Summer still nearby, he surprisingly offered a rare kind word. "I'll give you a few days off. Go home, rest up,

just for show. No one in this lab was normal, after all. She gave a slight nod, hiding any trace of

in

and walked on. After a few steps, something seemed to occur to him, and he turned back

Foel.ne

issue of SCI just came out. A friend sent me a copy. If