The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 970

Mirabella hadn't heard Adler's voice in a bit. After finishing the last step, she held up the A4 paper, aiming it at the phone camera perched on the coffee table.

She was about to speak when she glanced up and saw that, apart from her own camera feed in the top right corner, the other side was just a black screen.

Mirabella: "?"

Just then, James’s hand reached over from behind her. Mirabella reflexively moved to the side, only then realizing someone was sitting behind her.

She was momentarily taken aback. When did he get here without her noticing?

Her gaze then shifted to James’s hand, spotting just one slice of apple left on the fruit plate.

Mirabella finally snapped back to reality, silently turning her attention away. She pressed her hand against her forehead, unsure whether to commend her deep concentration or berate herself for becoming so accustomed to solitude that she didn't even notice his presence.

Suddenly, a loud coughing came from the phone, followed by the sound of a chair being dragged.

Mirabella lowered her hand from her forehead without a word and quickly ended the video call on the coffee table.

Seeing her action, James raised an eyebrow slightly and placed the fruit plate on the coffee table. His voice was clear, “All done?”

Mirabella nodded without changing her expression or looking back at him, “Yeah… pretty much.”

She leaned on the edge of the coffee table, preparing to stand up, but because she had been sitting cross-legged on the carpet for too long, her legs had gone numb, and she couldn’t stand up.

James was already close to Mirabella. Seeing this, he bent down slightly, extending his hands to wrap around her waist from behind, eventually resting his fingertips on her calves. He pressed down with a force that was neither too light nor too heavy.

With his breath on her ear, Mirabella’s body instinctively tensed up.