The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 633

Half an hour later, Mirabella finished her acupuncture session. Nick had already drifted off on the bed, so she grabbed the comforter beside her. As her eyes grazed over the skin peeking out from his slightly open collar, her hand froze.

The scar was hideous, an undeniable reminder of the pain he must have endured.

Mirabella's expression tightened slightly as she tucked the comforter around him.

Next to her, Zach stood up, a mix of curiosity and amazement in his whisper, "That's it? He's all set?"

Just a few needles and the guy is out cold?

Mirabella nodded and then stepped aside to light some incense. The faint smell of medicinal sandalwood filled the room, creating a soothing atmosphere.

"Zach, let's head out," she said, picking up her silver needle case. Her face clearly conveyed, 'Don't wake Nick.'

Zach caught the hint, feeling a sudden, unexpected pang of jealousy. Has his little sis ever been this gentle with him?

They quietly left the room, closing the door softly behind them. As Mirabella was about to enter the room next door, she paused, a thought crossing her mind, and turned back to Zach, "That kidnapping incident with Nick years ago, was Summer involved?"

"Huh?" Zach was momentarily stunned but then caught on, asking, "How do you know about Nick's past?"

"Dad mentioned it," Mirabella replied.

Relieved, Zach exhaled. These days, you had to be clear on what the family disclosed to Mirabella, or you might end up taking the blame for something.

He pursed his lips, his smile more mechanical than warm. "Whether she was involved or not, that's all history now." After a beat, he added, "It's late. Get some rest. You have classes tomorrow."

"Okay." Seeing Zach's demeanor, Mirabella didn't push further. She opened her door and retreated to her room.

Summer's brow furrowed slightly, sensing some hidden agenda. Hesitantly, she nodded, "It's okay, I guess. Finals are coming up, so I’m busy reviewing."

Bernardo opened a drawer and pulled out a bank card, then stood and walked over to her.

"I've been tied up with company matters and haven’t given you much attention. You girls love shopping, right? Take some time to buy yourself something nice."

Summer's sense of unease deepened. She knew what kind of person her biological father was, and him handing out money out of nowhere was definitely odd.

For a moment, she didn't reach out to take the bank card he was offering.

"Dad, why are you suddenly giving me money..." Summer asked softly, her eyes full of confusion, "Is there something you want to talk about?"