The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 200

"Mirabella, what brings you to the hospital?"

Collins was in for a routine prescription pickup and to check on a pal, but bumping into Mirabella was a curveball. Hospitals aren't exactly social hubs like malls, so he gave her the once-over before asking with genuine concern, "Are you feeling okay, Mirabella?"

Mirabella nodded politely at Collins. "I'm fine. Just visiting a classmate's family member who's under the weather."

"Gotcha," Collins said with a grin. "Heading home now?"

"Yep."

"Perfect timing—I'm about to take off, too. Mind if I give you a lift?" Collins offered warmly. Such a lovely young lady shouldn't wander home alone—it was not safe.

"No need to trouble yourself. I'll just hail a cab," Mirabella declined, her expression cool and detached, practically screaming 'Back off. We're not tight.'

At that, Collins touched his nose, amused by the resemblance in the sibling’s frosty facades.

He was about to speak again when his doctor buddy came hustling over, urgency written all over his face. "Collins, hold up, there's something about your medication..."

But the moment he caught sight of Mirabella, he clammed up, switching gears. "Ah, sorry, am I interrupting?"

Collins snapped back to reality. "Not at all." But considering the pills were a gift from Mirabella... Collins cleared his throat and suggested, "Let's talk in your office."