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

Cassie looked up, a bit taken aback that David knew his sister too. With a friendly nod, he said, "Mirabella's my sister."

David gave Cassie another once-over, a light of recognition in his eyes. "Ah, that makes sense. You two do look quite alike."

Apart from the eyes, the arch of their brows, and the shape of their noses, even their vibe was strikingly similar, like they were cut from the same cloth.

Cassie had often heard people say he resembled his sister, but the truth was, he was just an orphan with no real family. Nellie had found him and taken him in.

That's why he felt like he didn't have any special talents, always considering himself the least remarkable in the family.

Cassie chuckled, deciding not to correct David. Instead, he asked out of curiosity, "So, how do you know my sister, sir?"

"Your sister treated me once," David said, admiration in his eyes. "If it weren't for Mirabella keeping me going, I'd probably be pushing up daisies by now."

Cassie blinked and replied honestly, "You're pretty lucky then."noveldrama

"Absolutely," David nodded. "She's been a huge help to me."

Cassie mumbled under his breath, "Probably charged you a pretty penny too."

That money-loving sister of his.

David didn't quite catch what Cassie said. "What was that, son?"

"Nothing..." Cassie replied with an awkward grin, steering the conversation elsewhere.

By then, the plane had already taken off. It was on a special route, at least twice

as fast as a regular flight, cutting their travel time by more than half.

What should've been a ten-hour journey was over in just five.

They touched down in Merrywoods right at the crack of dawn, around 4 AM.

David, who

wasn't in the best shape

to begin

when they landed. His steps wobbly.

, looked even genet

Seeing this, Cassie thought for a moment, dug through his backpack, and offered David a small pill. "Sir, I've got an energy booster here. It's pretty effective, give it a shot." At first, David was about to pass, but the faint herbal scent caught his attention, and he focused on the pill Cassie held out.

In a flash, he took the pill and brought it to his nose for a sniff.

The gentle aroma seemed to instantly perk him up, melting away a lot of his weariness.

This wasn't just any candy; it was a traditionally crafted energy pill.

David's eyebrows shot up, and he looked at Cassie. "This isn't candy."

Cassie, a little surprised, didn't dwell

it

d said, "I just tossed in some

on when making it. It's not that

ferent from candy..."

He figured calling it medicine might make the old man suspicious or uneasy.

But when David heard "homemade," his expression shifted. "Homemade? You made this?"

Cassie nodded, "Yep." He paused, "If you're not into it..."

Before he could finish, David popped the pill into his mouth.

Cassie was a bit stunned. "Huh?"

As he chewed, David couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Talent clearly ran in the family.

How old was this kid? Yet here he was, crafting such refined remedies.

At that age, David was still slogging through medical texts and learning herbs. Comparison can really be a downer.