The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1299

Don't think Mirabella was overthinking; Atlas, the one driving, was even more on edge.

Mr. Nick's health had barely held up during those couple of days abroad at the conference. Now, having flown back without a break, it wasn't just surgery he couldn't handle; even standing for too long could be risky.

Nick adjusted his coat, not a hint of worry on his face. "It's nothing, just a minor surgery. No biggie."

Mirabella shot him a sideways glance. His casual attitude about his own health was concerning.

"But Mr. Nick, you..." Atlas couldn't help but jump in, easing off the gas, almost wishing he could pull over and stop Nick from going.

Nick kept his eyes on the road ahead, cutting Atlas off. "Right now, I'm just a junior researcher. Even if it's an experimental surgery, I'm only assisting."

No matter where you work, seniority is always clear. Even if you're from a famous international institute, in a new place, you follow the new rules.

Atlas, checking the rearview mirror, started to say something but ended up just sighing softly, picking up speed again.

He knew Mr. Nick too well; once he set his mind on something, no one could stop him.

Seeing this, Mirabella didn't bother arguing further. She just reminded him to come home early, then looked down at her phone as if everything was perfectly normal.

Seeing her reaction, Nick felt a bit relieved, leaning back to catch some rest.

Half an hour later, Atlas pulled up in front of the research institute. His car couldn’t go inside, so after parking, he hopped out and opened the door for Nick.

Once Nick got out, Atlas shut the door, blocking the view from inside the car. He looked at Nick, "Mr. Nick, don't push yourself too hard. Your health is the most important thing."

Nick nodded slightly, "I know."

"Stay safe. I'll drop Miss Mira off and then come back to wait for you. Call me if anything happens," Atlas reminded him.

Nick gave a small nod.