The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 298

Mirabella slouched back against the couch, her gaze lingering thoughtfully as Curtis' figure disappeared upstairs. It was only when he was out of sight that she allowed her gaze to drift away. It seemed that her once unassuming neighbor might have a more complicated background than she had initially thought.

Soon enough, Curtis returned with a porcelain jar, which he handed to James with a respectful gesture.

James glanced toward Mirabella. With a nonchalant lift of her eyelids, she said, "One a day."

James didn't press further. He unscrewed the lid and shook a pill the size of a pea into his hand.

No longer skeptical about the pill's legitimacy, Curtis poured a glass of water and handed it to his boss. After swallowing the pill, James felt a wave of relief wash over him. His complexion, once pallid, now held a healthier hue.

Observing the apparent effect, Curtis suddenly bowed toward Mirabella. "I apologize for my earlier rudeness, Ms. Mirabella. I hope you can forgive my indiscretion."

Mirabella glanced at Curtis, her eyes inadvertently sweeping over the scar that ran from his temple to the back of his head before she waved her hand dismissively. "It's fine."

Feeling a twinge of shame, Curtis insisted, "Should you need anything in the future, Ms. Mirabella, please don't hesitate to ask."

Mirabella's eyelid twitched, and she quickly replied, "No need, there isn't anything."

Curtis paused, taken aback.

Clearing her throat, Mirabella turned her attention back to James, "Have you been feeling a stabbing pain in your shin lately?"

James nodded, "Yes, it's been more noticeable these past few days. I had it checked out, but they didn't find anything wrong."

Leaning casually against the armrest, Mirabella seemed aloof as she pondered for a moment before speaking, "The old injury in your body is actually linked to a wound on your shin."