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

Shortly after swapping contact info with Mr. Boyd, Mirabella left the Jones family gathering. Not long after, David made his exit too, rushing back to the Pharmacists' Guild.

He told his assistant to burn the midnight oil working on an identity card and sent him Mirabella's number. "Give Mirabella a call later and double-check her details," he instructed.

The assistant, still processing David's instructions, glanced at the phone number and asked, a bit taken aback, "Another vice president?"

The guild had one president and two vice presidents. Now, they were adding a third? And she wasn't even promoted internally?

David leaned back in his chair, stroking his beard with a mysterious air, and simply said, "She's pretty extraordinary."noveldrama

"More impressive than Mr. Wheatley?" the assistant asked, curiosity piqued.

David just shook his head, eyes filled with meaning. "They're in different leagues."

The fact that she cured Frank's supposedly incurable illness was enough to earn respect. Plus, she could brew ancient remedies.

Hearing this, the assistant was surprised again. How had he never heard of her before?

"Should we hold a meeting to announce the honorary vice president?" the assistant asked again.

David sighed gently and raised a hand. "No need, let's keep it under wraps."

He wanted to share the news, but Mirabella had asked for discretion. Bringing in such talent and not being able to brag about it was tough.

The assistant looked at David, not fully grasping the reason for secrecy but nodded. "Got it, I'll get the identity card done now."

"Off you go," David waved him off.

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After getting a call from David's assistant, Mirabella added him on Messenger and sent over her list of needed herbs. The Pharmacists' Guild had its own cultivation fields, so besides a few rare herbs, they weren't short on supplies. That's why Mirabella agreed to join.

Once her chat with the assistant was done, Mirabella headed to the hospital. Zach's injuries had improved a bit, but he still needed a week of observation.

When she reached the door, Zach was discussing a legal case with his assistant. She paused for a few moments outside before walking in.

Seeing her, Zach stopped talking business, closed his file, and handed it to his assistant. "All done with your errands?"

"Yeah." Mirabella walked over and, as usual, checked his pulse.

Zach, feeling a bit smug that Mirabella seemed to care so much, still reassured her, "Sis, I'm really fine. Didn't the doctors say everything's okay?"

Mirabella let go of his hand, raised her head with a straight face, and said, "I'm just wondering how much more you're planning to blow on hospital bills."

Zach: "???"

So much for feeling touched.

His assistant nearly burst out laughing, finding Mirabella's humor on point.

Mirabella pulled up a chair, sat down, and with a finger tapping her chin, glanced at the stuff in the assistant's hands. "You're still working on cases in this state? Isn't that person already caught?" she asked casually.