The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 693

After firing off the message, Grady’s mind wandered back to the young master's car accident. This time, he didn't bother with typing; he went straight for a voice call to Zach.

The call connected almost immediately.

“Hey, Court, got anyone looking into the young master’s car crash?” Grady asked, recalling his team's report that someone else was digging into the matter, prompting him to ask outright.

After a brief pause, Zach replied, “Nope, might be Leo’s agent checking it out.”

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, Grady squinted slightly, a menacing look crossing his stern face. “If that’s the case... tell the young master's agent to back off. I’ve got my own plans.”

Zach had expected this. Scratching his head, he asked casually, “Uncle Grady, how are you planning to handle it?”

Grady couldn’t help but chuckle at the cautious tone. “Don’t worry, we’re in modern times now; of course, I’ll handle it civilly.”

Hearing the words ‘civilly’ from Uncle Grady made the corners of Zach’s mouth twitch involuntarily. It sounded reasonable from anyone else, but from Grady... it was oddly unsettling.

“By the way, there’s something else. I gave Miss’s medicine to Chester. After taking it, he said he felt much better. I heard from Yulin that Miss made it herself?” Grady’s voice couldn't hide his excitement.

“Yeah, Mirabella’s not just good with remedies; her medical skills are top-notch too,” Zach confirmed, not holding back.

Hearing this, Grady thought about getting Miss to check on Mr. Davis’s health.

Despite numerous doctors failing to alleviate Mr. Davis’s chronic issues over the years, the effectiveness of Miss’s medicine suggested her skills were exceptional.

After all, the Davis family tree did include some renowned physicians.

The office door was ajar when one of Grady’s men walked in, announcing, “Boss, the person’s been brought in.”

After leaving Zach’s law firm, Collins headed straight back to the company.

“Where’s Jay?” he asked one of his colleagues as he stepped into the elevator.

“He’s probably in the dance studio,” the coworker replied.

Collins thanked them and made his way to the studio.

The studio door was closed. Collins turned the handle and stepped inside. Other artists were practicing alongside Jay. Collins stood at the doorway and called out, “Jay!”

Jay had his headphones on and didn’t hear his name at first. It wasn’t until one of the other artists tapped his arm that he looked up.

He removed his headphones, grabbed a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and walked over to Collins.