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

Mirabella wasn't exactly sure how Chester had gotten hurt, but she didn't push for the details. Instead, she turned her focus to Cole's arm. "Is your hand alright?"

Cole felt a wave of warmth from her concern. "It's no big deal, just a little scratch. Thanks for asking, Miss Mira." To prove his point, he gave his left arm in the cast a reassuring pat, though the pale look on his face told a different story.

Mirabella looked away, pretending not to notice his discomfort, and said, "I'll head upstairs to check on Chester first."

Cole let out a small sigh of relief and nodded quickly. "Okay, Miss Mira." He hurried over to the elevator, pressing the button to go up.

Soon after, Mirabella and James stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed, Cole's respectful gaze was finally shut out.

Mirabella rubbed her temples, feeling a slight headache coming on.

Next to her, James chuckled softly. "When's Miss Mira going to show some concern for her boyfriend?"

Without a change in her expression, Mirabella gave him a gentle nudge with her foot. "How about I show my concern with a kick?"

James just shook his head. "You're as heartless as ever."

The elevator chimed, announcing their stop on the eleventh floor. They exited together.

Mirabella first went to check on Chester. After taking his pulse, she felt relieved. Things were looking better than she had feared.

her

for three hours before waking up. Despite being a bit pale, he was full of energy. When Mirabella walked in, he was sitting cross- legged on

a teasing smile on her face.

Cassie looked shocked. "!!!"

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show up. He coughed, put away

aside and admitted,

and sat down lazily. "Oh, the hero of

drive, what could you

tone of his sister's voice

Cassie's spine.

of every time

trouble

by this sarcastic

did promise to be nicer to me in

Mirabella

you set up some playdates for

bet

his head vigorously. "No, I'm