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."

curiosity piqued. "I heard you say Chester's

the hardest illness to cure?" Mirabella asked, tapping her fingers on

wasn't really into

a leisurely sip of her

get the better of him when the door to

asked, settling down

shrugged slightly, took another sip of her juice, and

area was filled with formidable figures from all

James noticed

tone. "The trade fair isn't just about guns

he assembled was inspired by this

simply nodded, still not

hand, looked intrigued. "If I find something I like at the

replied without

a triumphant look.