The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1135

Mirabella's lips curled into a slight smirk as she glanced coolly at Jules. "Apologize to whom?"

Her gaze didn’t carry any real threat, yet Jules felt an inexplicable shiver run down his spine, stronger than when he faced an enraged Austin. Startled by his own reaction, Jules furrowed his brows. Was he really this rattled by a young girl's stare?

Regaining his composure, Jules repeated, "Your aunt."

"Oh." Mirabella flicked her fingers in the air casually. "So, you're asking me to apologize to someone who's as good as dead?"

Not only did she refuse to acknowledge Kitty as her aunt, but she also likened her to a corpse. Jules shot a quick glance at Kitty, whose face had turned completely dark, and pressed his temples in silent frustration. Miss Mira was truly stepping out of bounds, speaking without a care for her precarious situation.

Jules shook his head, deciding not to push the matter further. If some folks were ungrateful, why should he waste his breath?

Kitty eyed Mirabella coldly, thinking how the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. Such sharp, irritating wit. Taking a deep breath, Kitty skipped the pleasantries: "You have five days to leave Prestige College and go back to wherever you came from."

Mirabella’s face lit up with amusement. "Oh, and why is that?"

Stepping closer, Kitty’s gaze turned icy. "Of all people, you had to mess with my daughter. You've brought this on yourself."