The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 736

Reflecting on the past, Zach casually mentioned to Mirabella that Summer hadn't informed their family about the kidnapping right away, and then he let it go.

Even though she was young, Mirabella had a knack for picking up on the smallest details, often piecing together the whole story from just a hint.

Mirabella went quiet for a moment before saying, "Got it, Zach. You go ahead."

Zach gave a slight nod, straightened up, and opened the car door.

Just as he was about to get in, Mirabella suddenly called out, "Oh, Zach, did Nick hurt his left thumb during that kidnapping?"

Zach paused and turned back to her, "His left thumb?" He thought for a second before replying, "No, he had a lot of bruises, but his hands were fine."

Mirabella nodded, piecing together something in her mind but didn’t ask more. She turned to head back into the house.

Zach, still holding the car door, squinted in suspicion. Was Nick’s hand injured?

After coming back from her hometown, Mirabella had been getting packages non-stop.

Her medical books and the custom alchemy kit she ordered had arrived, along with some herbs she bought online.

After a few days of tinkering, she finally perfected her scar-removal ointment.

She took two large jars of the ointment to find Nick, who was deep into writing a research paper at his computer. Mirabella placed the jars on his desk.

Nick took off his glasses, his eyes landing on the unlabelled jars, "What’s this?"

"Scar-removal ointment," Mirabella replied simply.

The tone meant she had received just such an email.

She quickly scanned through it. The information was mostly about his academic records, his achievements as a doctor, and his entry into a research institute. Everything seemed clean and ordinary, nothing unusual.

After going through the data, Mirabella fell into thought.

She was no stranger to reading between the lines in such information. For others, ordinary records might seem normal, but for her Nick… this level of ordinariness felt overly sanitized.

Probably a case of data encryption and disguise.

Mirabella pocketed her phone, casting an intrigued glance at Nick.

It seemed her Nick was quite the secret prince.