The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 723

Nick casually tossed the bottle of soy sauce into the air with a flair that bordered on theatrical, catching it smoothly despite the dangerous glint that flashed in his eyes as he hissed, "Scram."

His voice was ice-cold, and the veins on the hand holding the bottle bulged menacingly, as if he was struggling to restrain himself from something far more violent.

Summer, upon witnessing this, shuddered in fear and hastily took several steps back, only to collide with a kid riding a bike. She nearly fell to the ground from the impact.

The kid, looking bewildered but afraid of being scolded, quickly pedaled away, leaving a trail of confusion behind.

Summer was both angry and annoyed, but the moment she caught Nick's icy stare, she forgot all about her bruised leg, clutching her bag tightly and scampering away, not daring to linger for a second longer. She abandoned any thoughts of visiting her grandmother's house.

Soon, her figure vanished from Nick's view, her hurried escape reminiscent of a scene from a kidnapping case years ago.

Unnoticed, a light drizzle mixed with snowflakes began to fall, melting quickly upon touching her hair and clothes.

Nick looked up at the sky, and after a moment, redirected his gaze, tucking Mirabella's package under his coat before walking unhurriedly toward Catherine's house.

As he reached the gate, he saw Mirabella, bundled up and holding an umbrella, her beauty striking even under the dreary sky. Her warm gaze instantly melted away the cold.

Nick's face, previously masked in emotion, softened.

"Nick, took you long enough to get a bottle of soy sauce; I thought you got lost," Mirabella teased as she extended the umbrella over him.

Nick pressed his lips together, nodding slightly, "Took a wrong turn on the way to the corner store."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, "You and Leo both needing a memory boost?"

It was only when he passed it that he noticed the lack of shipping information on the box, no courier label in sight. He mentioned casually, "Didn't notice it before, but there’s no shipping label. Check if anything's missing, Mirabella."

Without opening it, Mirabella waved it off, "No worries, the site I buy from always does this. No shipping info."

Nick, surprised, responded, "There's actually a site like that?"

James looked up at the box in Mirabella's hands but didn't make much of it, returning to his coffee.

"Yep," Mirabella nodded, then sighed slightly, "It's just that the shipping fees are a bit steep."

"A charge of fifteen percent of the total amount, such a rip-off!"