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

Mirabella was completely unaware of the emotional storm her words had stirred up in Nellie. She nodded patiently, repeating, "This is where my Uncle Chester lives."

When Nellie heard those words again, she couldn't help but catch her breath. She was at a loss for how to describe the whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her.

Never in a million years had she expected such a twist of fate. That Rea, this child, would be connected to that man.

She knew Rea now went by Mirabella, but she'd never linked her to the Davis family... Nellie's lips twisted into a bittersweet smile. Maybe this was fate playing its hand?

She closed her eyes for a moment and murmured, "Seems like your Uncle Chester's quite the wealthy guy."

"Isn't he just?" Mirabella chimed in, unable to resist adding, "Oh, my Uncle Chester is loaded, but who knows who'll end up with his fortune one day."

Nellie was caught off guard again. After a pause, she asked, "What do you mean? Shouldn't it be... shouldn't it be his kids who inherit?"

Mirabella glanced around the grand hall and sighed, "Well, my Uncle Chester's had a pretty rough ride. No kids, no wife, living all alone in this big ol' mansion. Don't you think it's a bit sad, Nellie?"

Nellie felt a pang in her chest, like a heavy weight pressing down. "He never got married or had children?"

Mirabella detected the tremor in Nellie's voice through the phone, confirming what she'd suspected all along.

So, the person Nick had been digging into was indeed the family patriarch, and from their recent chat, it wasn't hard to guess there was some hidden past between Nellie and Uncle Chester.

One had never married, and the other seemed to live as if a part of them was missing.

It was tough to believe there wasn't some connection between them. Mirabella pondered this, then softly replied, "No, he didn't."

Even though Nellie already knew the answer, hearing Rea say it out loud made something inside her snap, as if a tightly wound string had finally broken.

Her phone slipped from her fingers, hitting the floor with a clatter.

Nellie stood there, oblivious, her frail frame looking like it might crumble at any moment. It took her a while to bend down and pick up the phone. The call had ended, probably from the fall.

In a daze, Nellie stared at the phone, ultimately deciding not to call back.

She let out a deep, weary sigh.noveldrama

Mirabella noticed the call had ended and waited a couple of minutes. Realizing

Nellie probably wouldn't call back, she tucked her phone away.

She then pushed open the glass door and stepped back into the hall.

**While Mirabella was on the call, the butler returned.

Seeing that Miss Mira was absent from the room, he didn't ask questions. Instead, he quickly said, "Keir, that guy Leon is still waiting outside. He wanted me to pass on a message to you."

Without Mirabella in the room, Jim's demeanor was rather stern, his eyes fixed on the butler.

"He said he has news about the person you're looking for," the butler said in a low voice.

Jim's eyes flared with a surge of emotion, and his hand on his knee instinctively clenched. "Did he say anything else?"

The butler shook his head. "He just told me to give you that message, nothing

more."

Jim's face darkened noticeably at that moment.

Grady, standing nearby, furrowed his brow. Glancing at Keir, he offered, "Keir, let me go talk to him."