The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 502



Stepping outside, Nikolai looked up at Mirabella, a trace of apology etching his features. “Ms. Mirabella, I’m terribly sorry about earlier…

With a detached gaze, Mirabella interrupted, “No need for apologies; it’s only human nature.”

Hearing this, Nikolai felt even more ashamed. He let out a sigh before saying. “My patient is a special

case, and his condition is quite peculiar. Even though my son Dane is a member of the Pharmacists‘ Guild and more skilled than Asher, I fear this illness might be beyond his expertise.”

This was precisely why he had summoned Mirabella before Dane even reached home or assessed the patient himself.

It wasn’t just because Dane’s medical knowledge paled in comparison to Mirabella’s, but also because of the patient’s identity. Should anything go wrong, the Reeves family couldn’t bear the responsibility.

Mirabella regarded Nikolai, her eyebrows arching slightly as she spoke, “My services don’t come cheap.”

At her words, Nikolai immediately understood that Mirabella wasn’t dwelling on the past issue. He quickly replied, “Don’t worry about the cost. They will certainly be able to afford it.”

Mirabella nodded. Money talks. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

After a moment of thought, Nikolai added, “Let me brief you on the patient’s symptoms.”

“Alright.” Mirabella acknowledged.

Just then, Asher entered from outside, followed by Dane, Nikolai’s eldest son.

Nikolai had just begun to describe the symptoms when he caught sight of Dane. His face broke into a smile. As his son approached, he introduced him to Mirabella, “This is Dane, my son.”

Mirabella slowly lifted her head to look at Dane. He appeared to be in his forties, and despite the lack of expression on his face, a certain haughtiness was evident in his demeanor. Such men often carried an air of arrogance.

As Mirabella’s gaze met his, Dane also looked her over. From the moment he stepped through the door, his brother had made a point of mentioning this young woman. Asher scoffed at his father’s folly for treating a teenage girl like an honored guest and expecting her to tend to an important patient.

Dane withdrew his gaze and turned to his father, nodding slightly. “Dad, I’m back.”

Nikolai nodded. “Yes, was the journey rough? By the way, this is Ms. Mirabella, another pharmacist.”

After a curt ‘hello‘ to Mirabella, Dane didn’t bother with further pleasantries, nor did he take the mention of another pharmacist to heart. Glancing around the room with a serious expression, he stated, “Let’s go inside and talk.” With that, he strode forward, his bearing straight and commanding, exuding the presence of a man who runs his household.

Asher glanced at his father and Mirabella but remained silent, quickly following Dane.

Nikolai gestured for Mirabella to follow. Soon, Mirabella returned to the sitting room and took a seat in an armchair, her posture relaxed and unreserved.

Catching Nikolai’s cue, the butler stood by her side, dutifully pouring coffee with impeccable manners.

In contrast, Johnny, upon seeing Dane, seemed invigorated as if spotting a savior, a stark difference from

his demeanor

“Dane, I truly appreciate you coming all this way Johnny said

Members of the Pharmacists Guild were held in high esteem, especially a mid–level pharmacist like Dane. Even someone of Johnny’s stature in the political arena would defer to such expertise


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