The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 690

Leo grumbled as he plopped down beside his sister on the bench, not forgetting to warn her, "Sis, listen up. Don’t go adding strangers on Messenger, alright? The world's a wild place, full of crooks and scammers."

Mirabella silently watched the little princess, saying nothing.

Leo scratched his nose, chickening out instantly, and quickly switched topics, "Sis, about your computer skills..."

"Don't ask." She cut him off with a raised hand before he could finish, her expression stern.

Leo was instantly choked up.

Tilting her head slightly, Mirabella added, "Give me your hand."

"What for?" Leo asked but obediently extended his hand anyway.

Her fingers rested on his pulse for a few seconds before she let go, "I'll prescribe you some tonics when we get back to help you recover."

The car accident, although avoiding the most lethal impact, had shown that the little princess really needed some physical tuning up.

Leo retracted his hand, nodding in agreement, suddenly falling silent.

After a while, he chuckled bitterly, "You know, Jay's brother is actually a decent guy. He always looked up to Jay. Probably knew how much Jay resented me being the captain of Neon Paradox, so he went to these extreme lengths."

Mirabella glanced at him, her voice icy, "Only the incompetent feel resentment. Some people are just not worth your sympathy."

Leo drew in a deep breath, "You're right, some people really aren't worth the sympathy."

Collins's first thought was to call the cops too, but having watched Jay grow up, he hesitated, "Zach, what do you think about letting him turn himself in? How about that?"

Even though it was his brother who did the deed, Jay was surely implicated. Collins was inwardly a bit soft-hearted; after all, confessing is better than being caught, and the punishment could be less severe.

Understanding Collins's perspective, Zach, who might have stayed out of it if it were anyone else, knew this involved his own siblings. Pushing his glasses up his nose, his gaze grew deep, "Trust me, getting the police involved sooner rather than later is better than waiting for him to come to his senses and surrender."

If Collins could trace it back to Jay, then surely their father had as well.

A man in the hands of the police might find some mercy, but in the hands of the Chesters? That was a whole different story.

Seeing Zach's suggestive tone, Collins grew puzzled and paused before asking, "Why? You think Jay's brother might run?"