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

The pendant hanging from the necklace had a very unique shape, and Santos recognized it almost immediately.

It was the greatest secret of the Stevenson family, the Yin-Yang symbol.

Legend had it that by combining two pieces of jade, one black and one white, and placing them in a special magnetic field, it was possible to open a portal through time, allowing travel to either the past or the future.

However, the two pieces of jade had disappeared years ago, and now one of them had surfaced in Cian's possession... No wonder she was still alive.

Santos lowered his eyelids, concealing the unreadable spark in his eyes, and fell silent, as if conceding defeat.

Mirabella didn't notice his expression. While waiting for someone, she was about to return a call to James with her phone, but before she could dial out, a call from Wyatt came through first.

Her fingertips paused for a moment before she quickly answered the call.

As soon as the connection was made, Wyatt's voice came through, "Ms. Mirabella, I finally got through to you. Have you just landed?"

Hearing the urgency in Wyatt's voice, Mirabella's heart skipped a beat, and she asked, "Is it something with James?"

"No," Wyatt, standing at the airport arrival gate, his gaze fixed inside, suddenly found his throat dry.

He didn't know how Ms. Mirabella would react to the news of her grandmother's passing, but he felt obliged to inform her.

After taking a deep breath, Wyatt continued, "It's Catherine... she has passed away."

Mirabella's hand shook slightly, and for a moment, her mind went blank. After a while, her voice was eerily calm, "What did you just say about my grandmother?"

Wyatt paused for two seconds, "My condolences."

Clutching her phone, Mirabella's hand tightened as if it would crack, "When did this happen? How did she... pass?"

"An hour ago, illness," Wyatt slowly said.

Hearing this, Mirabella's complexion turned pale.

An hour ago, just one hour... If she hadn't followed Santos, if she had been on the scheduled flight back home, could she have seen Catherine one last time?

Or perhaps Catherine wouldn't have died?

A swarm of guilt-ridden thoughts flooded her mind. Wyatt was still talking, but Mirabella could hardly hear him, standing motionless as if she had lost her soul for a long white.

Paul, noticing her state, was startled and asked softly, "Rea, what's happened?"

He remembered when her mentor had died years ago, she had had the same expression.

Mirabella lifted her head,

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suppressing all her emotions, and replied with a simple "It's nothing," before standing up and walking to the door, which she opened. noveldrama

The men Santos had arranged to stand guard saw the door open not to reveal Santos but Mirabella, and almost simultaneously, they reached towards their waists.

But before they could act, they collapsed to the ground, just as powerless as before under Santos' command.

At that moment, the steward arranged by Atlas hurried over with a few men, surprised at the sight of the people lying on the ground.

The steward quickly approached Mirabella, who was standing at the door, and bowed respectfully, "Miss Mira, are you alright?"

Mirabella şimply raised her hand, her demeanor already back to normal, her voice betraying no hint of distress, "Please take my friend to the hospital, and could you arrange a helicopter for me now?"