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

Chapter 1701

Mirabella noticed the silence on the other end and called out to Nellie again.

Nellie took the handkerchief away from her face, her voice as steady as ever, "I'll look through some medical books for you. Just let me know if you need anything."

"Alright," Mirabella replied with a decisive tone. "Thanks, Nellie."

Nellie felt a slight pang at Mirabella's words. "It's no trouble."

"Take care of yourself," Mirabella added before ending the call.

Standing in the garden, Nellie lowered the phone from her ear. The cool breeze brushed past her, making her frail figure seem like it might be carried away at any moment.

After a long pause, she lowered her gaze, tucked the stained handkerchief into her pocket, and turned to head into the hidden room.

Meanwhile, Mirabella had just set her phone down when Cassie, who had been holding his breath, finally exhaled loudly. "What did Nellie say?"

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, sensing his concern. "She didn't tell you to go back."

"I heard you say Chester's sick? What kind of illness could even stump

to cure?" Mirabella asked, tapping her fingers on the table instead of

into

and took a leisurely sip

to get the better of him when the door to

asked, settling down

her juice, and replied, "Not really, just

was filled with formidable figures

noticed her calm

amusement in his tone. "The trade fair isn't just about guns and ammo; there

assembled was inspired by this girlfriend of his, who claimed

still

"If I find something I like at the trade fair,

if it suits you," James replied

Mirabella a triumphant