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

Adler felt his heart skip a beat, but he quickly pulled himself together and turned

to the department head. "Isn't that topic off-limits for research? Why did you bring it up all of a sudden?"

"Just curious, no worries as long as you haven't messed with it," the department head said casually, waving it off without much explanation.

"I wouldn't touch it. I'm as straight-laced as they come," Adler promised, though his conscience nagged him. He made a hasty exit.

Later that afternoon, after hearing about Zach's situation, Owen swung by the hospital to check in.noveldrama

They chatted for about fifteen minutes before Owen got up to leave, not wanting to overstay his welcome.

Mirabella walked him to the door. "Try not to worry too much about your brother. The prosecutor's office is already looking into the case. I'll let you know as soon as I hear anything," Owen assured her.

Mirabella nodded, offering her thanks with a thoughtful gaze. The outcome didn't matter much to her; if it wasn't Carl, another Carl would come along. Why did Zach have to take on First Pharmaceuticals' case?

Shaking off her thoughts, she remembered Frank's situation and added, "Let's set a time in a few days for Mason's second round of treatment."

"Sounds good," Owen said, grateful. As he was leaving, he added, "Oh, and my mentor's friend, the president of the Pharmacists' Guild, still wants to meet you."

Mirabella hesitated for a moment, thinking of turning it down, but then nodded. "Alright."

Owen hadn't expected her to agree. Regaining his composure, he suggested, "How about the afternoon after tomorrow?"

"Sure thing," Mirabella replied without hesitation.

Owen left the hospital soon after and called Mr. Boyd to confirm their meeting time.

Time flew by, and before long, it was the day for Mason's treatment. Mirabella took the afternoon off from the lab.

After her classes, she left with Johnny, who came to pick her up.

David had been waiting at the Jones family home, pacing the entrance anxiously, a far cry from his usual calm demeanor.

Seeing David so on edge, Frank couldn't resist joking, "You'd think it was you getting the treatment."

David, hands clasped behind his back, paced the living room once more, giving Frank a look that said, "You just don't get it."

If it were just any regular medication, he wouldn't be this worked up. But this was an ancient remedy! He had spent decades studying them and had only scratched the surface. The challenge wasn't just the missing recipes but also the techniques and dosages.

Now, meeting someone who could actually prepare these ancient remedies? Staying calm was impossible, especially since her technique seemed so familiar...

Just then, the doorbell rang.

David took a deep breath, trying to steady his excitement, and checked his attire to make sure he'd make a good impression. He followed Frank to the door.

When the door opened, Johnny stood there, almost losing his cool at the sight of Mr. Boyd with Frank.

Opening the door for such an esteemed guest was something Johnny would never forget.

He nodded politely to Frank and David, "Mason, David."

Before Frank could reply, Mr. Boyd waved a hand, looking past Johnny. "And where's the guest of honor?"

Realizing what was needed, Johnny stepped aside, revealing Mirabella standing behind him. "This is Ms. Mirabella," he introduced.