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

Hospitals are always bustling, even past five in the evening, with a constant flow

of people coming and going. Jules glanced at his watch, a bit impatient. "Why isn't our person here yet?" he wondered aloud.

"Relax," Kitty replied with a calm smile. "A brilliant doctor making people wait is nothing unusual." She held a designer handbag, her makeup flawless, exuding an undeniable air of wealth. Her eyes scanned the entrance, trying to spot who among the newcomers might be the renowned healer.

Jules nodded, turning his attention back outside. Suddenly, he spotted a familiar face and leaned in to whisper to Kitty, "Ma'am, it's that girl."

Kitty, slightly puzzled, followed his gaze. "Who?" she asked.

"Miss Mira," Jules clarified quickly.

Kitty narrowed her eyes as she watched the girl approach. Tall and elegant, with a natural grace and beauty resembling Kitty's older sister, Delilah, Mirabella was nothing like Kitty had imagined. She lacked the rustic vibe of someone who grew up in the countryside, seeming more like a child of privilege.

"We've tried inviting Miss Mira out several times, and she's always dodged us. Running into her here at the hospital is quite the coincidence," Jules murmured.

His words snapped Kitty back to the present, reminding her of how Mirabella had previously blown them off. A flicker of cold determination crossed Kitty's eyes. With Donald's illness taking up her attention recently, she hadn't pursued the issue, but now that Mirabella was here on her own... Kitty glanced at Jules and said, "Go and stop her."

Jules, having predicted Kitty's order, nodded and made his way toward Mirabella. Since the doctor hadn't arrived yet, he figured he might as well handle this.noveldrama

Kitty stayed put, her gaze icy and unwavering.

Mirabella paused as Jules intercepted her. Thanks to her keen memory, she recognized him from a few months back - a member of the Cunningham family who had sought her out at school. She raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Miss Mira, what a coincidence running into you here. Our lady, your aunt, would like to have a word with you," Jules said, gesturing toward Kitty. While his tone was polite, there was a firm insistence beneath his words.

Mirabella's lips curled into a playful smile. After a moment, just when Jules thought she might say no, she replied, "Alright."

Jules was slightly taken aback by her easy agreement but guessed she might be choosing her battles wisely. He stepped aside, gesturing for her to lead the way. "After you."

Mirabella nodded, showing no hesitation as she walked over to Kitty.

Kitty observed Mirabella's approach, noting the lack of acknowledgment or respect usually given to elders, and she shook her head slightly. "No manners at all, can't even greet an elder."

Mirabella arched an eyebrow, her gaze sweeping over Kitty. Her voice was light and teasing, "And you are?"

Kitty's expression darkened immediately.

Jules, having witnessed Mirabella's cheeky behavior before, leaned in and gently cautioned, "Miss Mira, you shouldn't speak like that. Apologize to your aunt, or it might not end well for you."