The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 616

Before Mirabella came into the picture, Owen might have kept his health issues under wraps, but after following her herbal regimen, he was feeling almost back to normal. So, when his mother Linnea grilled him about his condition, he candidly replied, “It’s been over a couple of weeks, Mom. But I’m on the mend now.”

Linnea barely registered the hopeful note in Owen’s voice. She was stuck on the words “over a couple of weeks.”

Over a couple of weeks... That haunting timespan. It was the same duration from when her husband fell ill to the day he passed away. Despite all the medical interventions, nothing had helped.

The thought of her son suffering a similar fate drained the color from Linnea’s face, leaving her grasping for something to hold onto. She reached out and clutched Owen’s arm as if clinging to a lifeline. “Let’s go to the hospital right now,” she urged, her voice trembling. “Medicine has come so far; I refuse to believe this can’t be cured…”

Seeing her like this, Owen realized she must have an inkling about the nature of his illness. He stood up, gently placing his hands on her shoulders. It took the better part of half an hour to calm her down.

Linnea looked at her son, her eyes clouded with worry. “Are you really going to be okay?”

Owen nodded, trying to reassure her. “Why don’t you call Shuwen? He’s been keeping track of my progress.”

She wiped her face, not bothering to make the call, and instead took Owen’s hand in hers. After a long, silent moment, as if struck by a sudden thought, she said, “A friend I dined with today has a son who returned from abroad. He’s a renowned doctor.”

But Owen was quick to dismiss the idea. “Even the best doctor can’t help if it’s not their field of expertise.”

Linnea, however, was desperate for peace of mind and wouldn’t take no for an answer. She whipped out her phone and dialed Delilah.

Owen sighed and massaged his temples. Unable to argue with her, he resigned himself to the situation.

*

A thought struck her, and she pulled out a sheet of paper, jotting down a list of rare herbs with brisk, precise strokes. She snapped a photo of the list and browsed through her Messenger contacts. When she saw Nikolai’s name, she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret.

The discount on herbs was too good to pass up.

With a soft sigh, Mirabella continued scrolling until she found James’ chat. She perked up at the thought.

Ah, another potential golden goose.

With a playful “Nighty night~ Sleep tight, my lovelies! Don’t stay up too late!” she signed off, ready to negotiate another day.