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

Chapter 1667

"I'm busy now, gotta go," James said and abruptly ended the call.

Mirabella, left hanging on the other end, raised an eyebrow. Was this James's quirky way of demanding attention? Running her fingers through her hair, she mused that confronting him wasn't a viable option—she likely wouldn't win that

battle anyway.

With a sigh, Mirabella opened her social media feed to kill some time. After browsing through a few posts, she stumbled upon Cassie's latest update. She frowned at the post. At this hour, shouldn't he be in class?

Pausing for a moment, she left a brief comment: "Skipping class?"

Minutes ticked by with no response, and when she refreshed her feed, Cassie's update had vanished. In fact, all his posts were gone, suggesting he'd switched his settings to hide them from certain people.

Mirabella's face clouded over. Was Cassie trying to test his limits?

Pondering her next move, she decided to call Atlas to get the lowdown on Cassie. Before heading to Merrywoods, she'd asked Atlas to keep a discreet eye on him, worried he might get into trouble.

"He's in the entertainment industry?" Mirabella was floored by what Atlas told her.

I haven't dug too deep, but since you left for Merrywoods, he hasn't shown up at school,"

thanks so much, Uncle Atlas, for keeping tabs on him," Mirabella said, rubbing her temples. She had suspected school wouldn't be able to rein in Cassie's

It's no trouble

again, Mirabella hung up. She twirled her

decided against calling Cassie. After a while on the balcony, she stood to head inside but paused as her eyes caught a scene in the garden

in

garden plants with watering

effortless and persole

natural.

arms, Mirabella finally noticed the variety of plants in the garden. She thought for a second, then made her way back to her

long after, she was downstairs, heading toward

over tending the plants, sensed her

he looked up and saw Mirabella, the brief chill in his expression melted away. "Not taking a break in

stopped what he was doing and

her gaze sweeping over the patch

his niece's keen observation. He smiled, his thoughts

watering the herbs, his actions