The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 703

Grady wasn't just anyone; he was the guy who had been upstairs, waiting for Mirabella to return for what felt like forever.

When the elevator doors slid open and Mirabella appeared, Grady’s expression briefly faltered with surprise. Sure, he had seen her from afar before, but he had never faced her up close like this.

Now, as her delicate features came sharply into focus, Grady found himself momentarily dazed. There was something strikingly familiar in Mirabella’s gaze, an uncanny resemblance to Keir that he couldn't shake off. It was a mix of pride and an undeniably sharp edge.

She exuded a natural, aristocratic air of aloofness, setting her apart from her brothers. Where they were restrained and calculated, she was all hidden edges. Her brothers treated him with a cautious respect, as if worried he might devour them whole.

But not Mirabella. She glanced at him without a hint of fear, her composure unfeigned and utterly unexpected. That's the kind of presence, Grady thought, truly befitting a member of the Davis family.

As the elevator doors began to close, a flurry of thoughts raced through Grady's mind. He hastily pressed the button to keep them open. He was itching to strike up a conversation with Mirabella, but the vibrating phone in his pocket held him back. If it weren't for urgent business, he'd still be upstairs in the hospital room.

With a sigh of regret, Grady stepped out of the elevator. As he passed by Mirabella, he paused ever so slightly, but then resumed his brisk walk towards the exit.

Next time, he thought. There would be time for introductions later.

Mirabella stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for the tenth floor. As the doors began to close, her gaze lingered on the retreating figure of Grady. His aura reminded her of the men in black she had mistakenly thought were debt collectors when she first returned to the Davis family. Rogues, every single one of them.