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

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Chapter 295

Half an hour later, Mirabella arrived at the address Wyatt had sent her. She had barely stepped out of the taxi

when Wyatt, who had been waiting by the entrance of the residential complex, spotted her.

striding towards her, he saw the taxi speed away, and noticing that she was alone, a wave of disappointment

washed over him. However, he quickly mustered a forced smile and said, “Ms Mirabella, has the person who

crafts the incense... not arrived yet?”

Mirabella glanced at Wyatt. “No, they haven't.”

Wyatt took this to mean the person might be running late. He nodded and said, “Oh... well then, let's go inside.

I'll cback out when they get here.”

With a soft hum of agreement, Mirabella didn’t offer further explanation.

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Wyatt's car was parked on the curb. He courteously opened the door for Mirabella, waited for her to get in, and

then closed it behind her before taking his place in the driver's seat. Soon after, with a swipe of a card, the gates

to the complex opened, and Wyatt drove through.

Minutes later, Mirabella stepped out of the car and cast a brief, indifferent glance at the villa before following

Wyatt inside.

Inside the spacious villa, several people stood in a tense atmosphere. Mirabella’s gaze swept the room, pausing

slightly upon seeing Nikolai and another person beside him, but she quickly regained her composure.

James was slouched on the sofa, his face ghostly pale and his lips devoid of any color. Noticing Mirabella’s

entrance, he was visibly taken aback. Then his eyes shifted to Wyatt, instantly realizing that Wyatt had brought

her.

James straightened up slightly, but this movement caused a tumult in his chest, leading to at violent cough.

Blood tinged the corner of his lips, which he calmly wiped away with a tissue.

“You've come,” he said, his voice as cool and detached as ever.

Mirabella’s eyes darkened slightly, and she simply responded with an acknowledgment. Her presence drew the

looks of several people in the room. Concerned about James injuries.. Nikolai addressed her with a curt,

“Mirabella.”

At the sound of “Mirabella,” Curtis instantly remembered Wyatt's reference to Ms. Mirabella and made the

connection. His eyebrows knitted together as his piercing gaze swept over her before he looked away.

Curtis soon lifted his head again, this tnot to look at Mirabella but to address Wyatt with a heavy tone.

“Didn’t you say you were picking up a miracle healer?” What use was bringing an ordinary person who knew

nothing?

James’ chronic illness had flared up again. His injury was indirectly caused by Mirabella inviting him to the night

market. Thinking this, Curtis’ expression turned even colder.

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Wyatt scratched his head, aware of Curtis’ prejudice against Mirabella, and chose to ignore his icy demeanor,

replying in a muffled voice, “Ms. Mirabella’s miracle healer friend will be here

shortly.”

Curtis let out a sarcastic snort and glanced at Mirabella again. “Can’t wait to see that.” Only Wyatt, stubborn as

he was, would believe in the arrival of a miracle healer. If such a person truly existed, Mirabella wouldn't have

arrived here alone.

Mirabella remained composed in the face of the hostility directed at her, walking steadily forward. Noticing

James’ pallor, her brow furrowed slightly. The recurrence of his chronic condition and his disrupted inner energy

were clearly not something that could be brushed off as a minor injury.

Her eyes caught sight of the Incense of Calm burning gently nearby. Without hesitation, she walked over and

snuffed it out.

Curtis’ eyes flew open at this action, and he growled in alarm, “What are you doing!”

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