The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1241

"Hey, I brought you something." Sophia said, placing a steaming cup of coffee in front of Mirabella. She fished a small porcelain vial out of her pocket. "I'm not sure if you'll ever need it, but it's good to have, just in case."

As she spoke, she handed over the vial. Mirabella glanced at her, took it, and popped the cork. Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Is this from poppy stems and leaves?"

Sophia nodded. "Yep, it’s a colorless, tasteless powder. Once it touches your skin, it seeps into your bloodstream and can temporarily paralyze the central nervous system. It's not lethal but could come in handy if things get dicey."

Mirabella had a hunch why Sophia brought this along. After a moment, she corked the vial again and tucked it back into her jacket pocket. "I'll hang onto it. Thanks."

She figured Cassandra might find a use for it.

Sophia visibly relaxed when Mirabella accepted the vial, relieved that her gift wasn’t turned down.

"Oh, and about your friend from the pharmaceutical society, he hasn't been giving you a hard time, has he?" Mirabella remembered the society's exams and inquired.

"Nope." At the mention of Conrad, Sophia’s demeanor cooled. "Don't worry about him. He’s got himself to blame."

Mirabella nodded, deciding not to dig further, and took a sip of her coffee. After a couple of minutes, she casually mentioned, "I heard the medical research institute is on the hunt for folks with unique constitutions."

Sophia's eyes widened in shock, her hands trembling slightly under the table.

Mirabella set her cup down, locking eyes with Sophia. "Just be careful."

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As they stepped out of the cozy pub, the sky had turned a moody gray, and the air was heavy with fog—a sure sign rain was on its way. Mirabella flagged down a taxi.