The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 143

Mirabella arched an eyebrow, cocking her head as she looked at him. "Did you black out?"

Zach paused, his brain clicking into gear. "That's a loaded question if I ever heard one."

Her smile was a mix of mirth and mystery. "Nope, just echoing Dad's wisdom. You really gotta cut back on the booze." With that, she returned her focus to her breakfast, her movements serene and deliberate.

Scratching his head, Zach couldn't shake the feeling that something had gone down last night that he was clueless about, something that had to do with his aching shoulder.

After they finished their meal, Mirabella headed upstairs to the room, intent on packing away the incense she had crafted the night before.

Having the day off from the office, Zach trailed after her. His curiosity was piqued when she entered Nick's room. He followed suit. Stepping inside, he was greeted by the subtle scent of sandalwood.

Mirabella was there, precision in her hands as she sliced the incense. She noticed Zach out of the corner of her eye but didn't shy away from his gaze.

"What's this, Mira?" Zach picked up a small stick of the incense, lifting it to his nose. "Sandalwood?"

Without missing a beat, she hummed an affirmation.

His eyes swept over the tools on the table with surprise. "You know how to make incense?" Though Zach wasn't exactly an aficionado of aromatics, he knew a couple of friends who dabbled in the craft enough to be familiar with the basics. The thought that his sister, who had grown up in a quiet town, could be so adept at this craft and exude such a natural elegance while doing it was genuinely astonishing.