The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 408

Mirabella tucked away her silver needles and strode out of the bathroom with the grace of a seasoned professional.

Wyatt, who had been waiting outside, anticipated her needs with the care of a doting butler and presented her with a steaming bowl of chicken soup. "Ms. Mirabella, thank you," he said with a dutiful nod.

Raising an eyebrow at the gesture, Mirabella took the soup and offered a nod of approval.

Scratching his head with a goofy grin, Wyatt inquired, "How's the boss' health now?"

After a sip that soothed her throat, Mirabella replied, "He should be stable for now. As long as nothing extraordinary happens, his chronic issues shouldn't flare up again."

Wyatt practically glowed with relief. It wasn’t the perfect fix he had hoped for, but it was light-years ahead of the grim prognoses they'd gotten from other so-called miracle workers.

Just then, a freshly dressed James emerged from his room.

Finishing the last of her soup, Mirabella turned to regard James, and her mind couldn't help but wander to some rather unseemly scenarios. Clearing her throat, she averted her gaze and handed the empty bowl back to Wyatt. "Thanks, I should be getting back now."

Wyatt bobbed his head. "Of course."

He almost offered to escort her but then glanced at James, his eyes twinkling with a mischievous suggestion. "Sir, why don't you walk Ms. Mirabella home? It's quite late, and it wouldn’t be safe for her to go alone, would it?"