The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 701

“Oh.” Leo responded, suddenly remembering something. “Have Grady and Mirabella met yet?”

“No, not yet. There hasn’t been a good opportunity,” Grady replied, sounding pretty disappointed.

He had been eager to officially meet the young lady for a while now, but Zach had been against it, saying that the company crew, including himself, might spook her. So, up until now, they hadn’t even exchanged a word.

He had hoped to finally meet her today at the hospital, but alas, she wasn’t there.

“Then I'll give Mirabella a call,” Leo said, reaching for his phone again.

“No need, let’s wait for her to come back,” Grady shook his head.

Seeing this, Leo didn’t insist. What if his sister got scared seeing Grady?

After all, Grady was quite intimidating.

Truth be told, Grady didn’t look frightening, but he had this aura of ‘stay away’ that, combined with his muscular build, made him look like someone you wouldn’t want to mess with, making people instinctively wary.

Grady, oblivious to Leo’s thoughts, remembered the car accident video and casually asked, “Leo, do you practice driving often?”

Leo was puzzled. “Uh, what do you mean?”

Grady’s eyebrows lifted slightly as he pulled out his phone, opened the video, and said, “Your evasive driving was pretty impressive.”

Upon seeing the video on the phone, Leo quickly understood and shook his head, somewhat embarrassed. “It wasn’t me, it was all Mirabella. If she hadn’t taken control of the steering wheel, that day could have ended in disaster.”

Even mentioning it now, his heart fluttered with a mix of relief and fear.

Grady was taken aback. Knowing that Leo couldn’t possibly have such skills, he was quite curious and eager to meet the young lady, which had brought him to the hospital.

As James drove, he glanced over at her right hand. “How’s your hand healing?”

Mirabella lifted her hand, now only bandaged simply without the gauze, and nodded. “Your ointment worked wonders. The wound scabbed over in just a day.”

It wasn’t any less effective than what she had planned to make herself.

James hummed softly. “Apply it a few more times; it should heal without leaving a scar.”

Mirabella raised her eyebrows. She was well aware of the ointment’s effects. Looking out the car window, she then asked, “Where are we going for dinner? Hope it won’t take too long.”

“There’s a diner nearby that does amazing Southern comfort food. I’ve already made reservations. We can head straight there,” James paused, then added, “I’ve arranged for a portion to be sent to Leo as well.”

Hearing this, Mirabella turned to look at him briefly.