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

Grady quickly pulled himself together and sighed, "It's all ancient history.

Chester's just the kind of guy who loves to reminisce. Otherwise, he'd probably have a bustling family by now, just like your parents."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow. "So Chester's a bit of a romantic, huh?"

Grady chuckled, not offering much more. "What's got you so curious about Chester today, Miss Mira?"

"I'm just intrigued by him," Mirabella said, tapping her knee thoughtfully. Chester had been a fixture on her phone for ages, so it made sense to learn a bit more about him.

Grady grinned, "You'll get to meet him in person tomorrow."

"Yeah," Mirabella nodded, already planning not to show up empty-handed.noveldrama

They chatted a bit more until they heard voices outside, and then a young guy named Shawn came in with a food box.

After setting it down, Shawn quietly left the room.

Grady opened the box and handed Mirabella a fork. "Things can get a bit hectic around Merrywoods. Maybe tell your friends and the professor to stay put and not wander around too much."

Mirabella thanked him, remembering the long line of cars she'd seen that morning on her way to school. She nodded, "Got it."

Grady picked up a fork too but didn't start eating. "But don't worry. I've arranged for someone to keep an eye on things."

Mirabella looked at Grady, her bright eyes sincere as she expressed her gratitude, "Thanks, Uncle."

Grady shook his head with a smile, "No need to thank me, Miss Mira. It's the least I can do."

"And what about you, Uncle? Have you wrapped up your business here? When are you heading out?" Mirabella asked casually, picking up a piece of lettuce.

"Probably this afternoon," Grady replied coolly, showing no hint of anything else. Mirabella nodded, "There was some commotion at the lab building. I heard police sirens on my way in. Be careful, Uncle."

Grady nearly choked on his food, "Cough... Miss Mira, you know about that?"

Mirabella blinked innocently, "Actually, I know nothing."

Grady thought, If it weren't for that look, I might have believed you.

Mirabella chuckled softly and went back to her meal.

**

After lunch, Mirabella headed out.

As she made her way to meet some friends, she texted James on her phone.

[What kind of gift is good for an elder?]

James seemed busy and didn't check phone until twenty minutes later. [Who are

to give it to?] Content you plannet

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She

with Blaze and the others. t quietly on the side, chiming y now and then.

By now, Mirabella had

James thought for a moment before replying, [I'll bring you something later.]

Mirabella raised an eyebrow,

knowing anything from James

would be top-notch. She typed back,

Whool

[Okay.]

After wrapping up his chat with Mirabella, James called Wyatt.

Wyatt soon walked into the office with a small metal box, "James."

James took the box without opening it, instead placing it into a desk drawer.

Wyatt glanced at the box, curiosity piqued, "What do you need this for?"

"It's a gift," James replied, his demeanor as composed as ever, his voice calm and collected.

Wyatt, knowing his boss well, made a guess, "Is it for Ms. Mirabella?"