The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Mirabella touched the tip of her nose, feeling a sudden rush of vulnerability, as if her secrets were laid bare. But she quickly straightened her back, shaking off the feeling. What was there to be guilty about?

James's lips twitched into a slight smile, but he didn't call her out. He tucked his phone back into his pocket, stood up straight, and said, "Alright, I'll walk you home."

Not wanting to make things awkward, Mirabella nodded stiffly and trailed behind him. They walked slowly through the meticulously maintained garden, one after the other. The gentle night breeze caressed their faces, bringing a hint of chill. In October, Riverdale's nighttime temperatures could be quite different from the daytime.

James held the front door open and let Mirabella go first. But as she passed by, he reached out and grabbed her hand, "Cold?" he asked.noveldrama

Mirabella, who had been gazing downwards, was taken aback and mumbled, "Hmm?"

James smiled, his hand sliding down to grasp hers, their fingers intertwining, "It must be a bit cold."

Mirabella was left speechless.

Feeling a sense of satisfaction, James led her outside. A few minutes later, they arrived at her villa. He finally let go of her hand and looked up at the villa, then back at Mirabella, his eyes deep and thoughtful. After a moment, he said, "Go inside. Goodnight."

Mirabella's gaze wandered as she coughed softly, "Goodnight."

She turned around, walked to the door, and entered the code. Just as the door opened, she heard James's voice from behind, "Oh, by the way, Curtis called to say the compensation has already been transferred to your bank account."

Mirabella stumbled slightly, paused, but didn't turn back. Instead, she raised her hand and made an OK gesture before stepping inside.

Damn, how did everything get so complicated?

James chuckled softly, shook his head, and walked away.

*

As soon as Mirabella stepped into the house, she was greeted by the aroma of food. Rubbing her stomach, she walked into the dining room and saw Nick setting the table. She pulled out a chair and sat down.

Nick shot her a glance, "Go wash your hands."

"Oh." Mirabella obediently got up, washed her hands quickly, and returned. Just

as she was about to start eating, she paused and looked at Nick, "Nick, do we have guests today?"

There were three sets of cutlery laid out.

"Yeah." Nick paused for a moment before nodding.

No wonder there was so much food.

Mirabella bit the end of her chopstick thoughtfully.

At that moment, Zach emerged from the bathroom, having overheard their conversation. His face darkened, "I'm your brother!"

He strode over, glaring at Nick, thinking, just a few months away, and this guy's gotten cheeky.

"Zach, when did you get here?" Mirabella's eyes brightened upon seeing him.

"Today." Zach sat down next to Mirabella, scrutinizing her before saying, "You've lost weight. Has Nick been mistreating you?"

Nick, caught in the middle, was baffled.

"You really don't know how to be a brother," Zach scoffed disdainfully.

Mirabella glanced at the confused Nick, then pushed a bowl and chopsticks towards Zach, "Alright, Zach, stop picking on Nick."

Zach snorted. He was planning to expand his law firm to Riverdale!

"Did you come here on a business trip?" Mirabella asked, her mouth full of ribs.

Zach sighed deeply, "Can't I come to see my sister without being on a business trip?"