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

Chapter 318
When Mirabella stepped out of Nikolal's shop, Nature's Apothecary, she decided
to pick up some spices to round off her shopping spree. Just as she dropped the
last packet into her tote, her cell buzzed in her pocket. It was James on the line.
“Alright, I'm at the corner. I'll be out in a sec.” Mirabella slipped her phone back
into her bag and soon left the bustling farmers“ market. She spotted the sleek
black sedan waiting at the curb almost immediately. Striding over, she pulled
open the back door and gracefully slid into the
seal.
Wyatt, the driver, greeted her with increasing deference, “Good afternoon, Ms.
Mirabella.”
“Hello, Wyatt,” she replied with a polite nod.
Turning to James, Mirabella noticed he seemed back to his usual self. A playful
squint crossed her eyes as she teased, “You mentioned a tightness in your chest
yesterday?”
Tightness in the chest? Wyatt glanced at them, puzzled. He hadn't heard James
mention anything of the sort.
James, unflustered, gave a nonchalant hum and even feigned a cough while
pressing his chest. “Just give me your hand,” Mirabella instructed.
James extended his arm toward her. Mirabella shifted slightly toward the center
seat and expertly placed her fingers on his pulse, her gaze softening.
James watched Mirabella’s seriousness, a tranquil contrast to her easygoing
demeanor. The cool touch on his wrist vanished, and her calm voice followed,
“It's nothing serious.”
He withdrew his hand. “Yeah, I thought it wasn’t much. Sorry for the concern.”
Mirabella settled back into her seat, waving off the matter. “No worries.”
His gaze fell on the paper bag beside her. Feigning casual interest, he asked,
“Whipping up some medicine again?”
“Something like that,” Mirabella yawned, leaning against the car door. “Wake me
up when we get to the diner.”
“Sure thing.”
Wyatt, upfront, instinctively eased off the accelerator. To him, Mirabella was now
a figure of even greater importance than James. Her title as a top-tier
apothecary would have the prominent families of Riverdale vying for her
attention.
Rubbing his nose, he glanced in the rearview mirror, marveling at how James
had the fortune to be acquainted with someone like Ms. Mirabella.
Half an hour later, they pulled up to the entrance of the diner. James turned to
Mirabella, about
1/2
11:30
to wake her, but she was already stirring, her eyes still misty with sleep.
Rubbing her eyes, her voice raspy, she asked, “We there?”
“Yeah.”
Mirabella glanced out the window and stepped out of the car. Soon, the trio made
their way to a private booth on the second floor.
After ordering, the waiter left them to their privacy.
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James poured a cup of tea for
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Propping her head on the table, she drawled, “It's okay, just adjusting my sleep
schedule.”
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Mirabella rolled her head toward him. “It was no biggie.”
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At that moment, Mirabella’s phone rang. She fished it out and stood up, walking
to the doorway. before answering. “Hey, Dad...”
James’ eyes followed her briefly before he returned to his cup, sipping the water
quietly.
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