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

Mirabella despised the way Ben looked at her at that moment; his greed and madness reminded her of some very unpleasant memories.

The enclosed space was filled with the uncomfortable scent of antiseptic, and she had no patience left to listen to him beating around the bush.

With a flick of her finger, the silver needle she had been holding at her fingertips shot out, grazing Ben's wrist and causing a sudden sharp pain that made him tremble.

At that moment, Mirabella's eyes flashed with lethal intent as she swiftly grabbed Ben's wrist, the one holding the gun, with a quickness that left him no time to react.

In an instant, the gun was in Mirabella's hands.

Ben's pupils contracted at her agile movements, hardly believing the turn of events, feeling the lingering force on his wrist. "Why aren't you affected by the drugs?"

He had injected her with a large dose of a neurological agent, yet she still had the strength to fight back?noveldrama

"You must have a drug-resistant physique!" Ben exclaimed, both shocked and certain.

Only someone with a resistance to drugs could be immune to them. No wonder she had woken up so quickly.

High intelligence, unique physique, she perfectly matched the criteria the facility had been searching for years for their experiments.

Mirabella, twirling the gun she had taken from Ben, did not answer his question but repeated her own, "Did you, touch, Min Yu?"

Her voice was calm, neither angry nor annoyed, yet it inexplicably sent chills down one's spine.

"Even if I did..." Ben's finger was on a black ring, but before he could finish his sentence, a gunshot rang out, and a severe pain spread from his shoulder, disbelief on his face as blood gushed from the wound.

Mirabella, looking at Ben, even though she knew James might not be in danger, was very angry at the moment, "Where is he now?"

Ben, pressing on his wound, his face clouded, "If you want to know where Jamesis, try shooting here," he pointed at his heart, seemingly fearless, "If I die, he won't survive either."

Mirabella, expressionless, had not been emotionally moved by anyone in a long time. Her finger pulled the trigger, "Then you can die."

As she spoke, the bullet hit Ben's left wrist, disrupting his nearly successful sneak attack with the black ring.

Ben's face went pale, not anticipating this girl to be so ruthless, regretting underestimating her.

Ben stumbled back, retreating to where Lisa lay unconscious.

He glanced at Lisa, about to make a move, when Mirabella raised the handgun

again, bang, bang, two shots hit his legs.

Immediately, Ben uncontrollably knelt on the ground.

Mirabella approached, the cold barrel of the gun aimed at his temple.

The sound of the trigger being pulled echoed in his ears, and at that moment, Ben truly felt fear, realizing Mirabella was serious about wanting him dead, no longer daring to

provoke her with James, hver

frantically said, "Lisa is my sister, if you kill me, aren't you afraid of how she'll feel..."

He was cut off by Mirabella, "You

call yourself a brother?" She laughed

lightly, comparing him to her own brothers, "Don't insult the term

'brother.""

Ben stiffened.

Mirabella's gaze swept over the unconscious Lisa, suddenly lowering her gun,

"But you should indeed be grateful you're Lisa's brother."

Seeing this, Ben was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Mirabella pulling out another needle.