The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 165

James leaned casually against the door of his sleek black car. His sleeves were rolled up to reveal his wrists. His eyes, with a playful glint, rested on Mirabella. His lips curved into a half-smile as he spoke teasingly, "Because your incense works wonders."

Mirabella arched an eyebrow. Her face lit up with a blend of brilliance and brazen pride. "Of course it does."

Just then, Wyatt, who had been fiddling with the GPS, chimed in without missing a beat. "Ms. Mirabella, you're acquainted with that boutique owner, aren't you? I placed an order the other day, and the chap threw in a buy-one-get-one-free deal for me."

Caught off-guard, Mirabella turned to Wyatt, her voice laced with curiosity, "Which boutique owner?"

James facepalmed.

As Wyatt started the engine, he elaborated, "The one from that perfume shop you recommended to James."

After a brief moment of puzzlement, Mirabella's face lit up with realization. "We don't know each other."

"Huh, really? I thought there was some connection, hence the discount," Wyatt mused absent-mindedly.

Narrowing her eyes slightly, Mirabella recalled James' message on Messenger. With an airy tone, she asked, "So, how much did you buy?"

Scratching his head, Wyatt confessed, "About two hundred boxes or so. He practically emptied his stock for me."

Hearing this, Mirabella turned her gaze towards James, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

James, who usually exuded an air of composure, now seemed slightly flustered. Clearing his throat, he deftly changed the subject. "Mirabella, what are you in the mood for tonight? Something fancy?"

With a relaxed smile, Mirabella leaned back in her seat, resting her hands behind her head. "Anything lavish will do."