The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1232

Conrad's face was clouded with anger. If it weren't for the stinging pain in his wrist, he wouldn't have believed that Sophia had just managed to pin him down. Taking a deep breath, he said icily, "Don't ask me, I don't know."

Sophia, seeing his expression, turned on her heel and walked away—not towards the building, but straight for the association's main exit. She should have known that even if she rushed over, there was no guarantee she'd run into the big shot. With a sigh of disappointment, she continued on her way.

Conrad stood rooted to the spot, watching his cousin's silhouette fade into the distance. His eyes were shadowed with a brooding darkness, yet he made no move to follow her.

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Meanwhile, in a private room at a restaurant, David was chatting with James. "It's been a year. How's your health holding up, James?"

James gave a slight nod, filling Mirabella's coffee cup as he replied, "Thanks for your concern, David. I've been doing alright."

David, though initially surprised, relaxed when he glanced at Mirabella. Of course, she was a miracle worker; he'd seen her healing skills firsthand. With a smile, he said, "Good to hear you're doing well. I must admit, I'm still working on finding a remedy."

At that moment, Mirabella was busy responding to a message on her phone. "Let's meet another day," she typed back. Sophia had texted her after coming back empty-handed from the pharmaceutical association, asking to meet up.

Hearing David talk about a remedy, Mirabella pocketed her phone and looked up, asking, "What kind of remedy are you working on?"

"It's for managing James's health," David explained.

Mirabella tilted her head, her eyes narrowing in thought as she glanced at James. Did he really still need treatment?

James, lounging casually in his chair, caught her gaze. Under the chandelier's light, his features seemed even more refined and handsome. Beneath the table, he gently took Mirabella's hand resting on his knee, lightly tracing her palm with his fingertips.

Mirabella felt a slight twitch in her cheeks and turned her eyes away before addressing David, "He doesn't need it anymore."