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

Chapter 1711

Grady was caught off guard by Mirabella's comment, especially when she mentioned the importance of the right season for foraging. It reminded him of the times years back when Nellie would share similar insights with him. Different seasons meant different results when gathering herbs, she'd say.

Grady shook off his daze, realizing he wasn't exactly an expert on herbs. He offered, "How about I take you there?"

Mirabella smiled warmly, "No need, Uncle. Just lend me a car, and I can drive myself."

Grady waved off her suggestion. "I've got nothing better to do right now. I'll join you."

Seeing he was set on accompanying her, Mirabella didn't put up a fight. The two of them soon headed out.

As they drove past the mansion gates and looped around the grand fountain, they came face to face with a line of sleek, black sedans approaching from the opposite direction. Grady's demeanor shifted to one of caution.

brakes. In the backseat, Mirabella, who had been casually scrolling through

the sedans, lining up beside the leading vehicle. Shortly after, the rear door of that car swung open, and out stepped a man in his sixties, slightly overweight

leisurely pace.

turning to Mirabella, "I'll be right back," before getting out of the

Jaime, what brings you here today?" Grady greeted the man with a nod, keeping his

fiddling with his

answer right away. He looked over at the car behind Grady, though the tinted windows revealed nothing. Turning back

a bit at Jaime's mention of "niece." "You're always

unfazed by Grady's slight correction. A faint smile played on his

narrowed slightly. Mr. Jaime's visits to the family estate rarely spelled