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

Standing by the door of the adjacent room, Zach leaned his head out just in time to catch a glimpse of Emmitt's joy-filled profile. He couldn't help but say, "Emmitt, I told you ages ago, Mirabella might hold a grudge, but she's not heartless."

If only he had taken the step forward sooner, all this awkwardness could have been avoided by now.

Hearing his brother's voice from behind, Emmitt straightened up, his face returning to its usual composed expression. He turned around, saying as if nothing had happened, "It's getting late. Goodnight."

Zach's gaze lingered on the slight smile playing at the corners of Emmitt's lips, his eyebrows raised in a half-mocking, half-amused gesture.

As if not noticing Zach's expression, Emmitt calmly returned to his room. Once the door was shut, the smile on his lips deepened.

His phone in his pocket kept vibrating, flooded with New Year's wishes from friends and colleagues.

Feeling cheerful, Emmitt responded to each message with a generous digital gift.

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The next day, New Year's Day, Mirabella went downstairs early to find her parents handing her a thick envelope.

In addition to that, her Messenger was filled with similar digital envelopes, not just from relatives and friends, but also from school teachers, professors, and even some senior students from the physics department she hadn't met in person yet. Looking at the long list of figures in her digital wallet, Mirabella couldn't help but feel that hanging out with affluent people had its perks.

Just the New Year money alone could cover a down payment for an apartment in Riverdale.

After having New Year soup for breakfast, Mirabella took her dog, Baxter, out for a walk. Walking past the neighboring villa, she glanced up briefly before quickly diverting her gaze.

She had met James the night before, and he had rushed back to Riverdale overnight.

After roaming around the neighborhood for nearly an hour, she handed Baxter over to the housekeeper and went to the living room.

Emmitt and Zach were sitting there, discussing something.

Mirabella quietly took a seat in a small corner of the sofa and pulled out her

phone, noticing a few unread messages on Messenger.

They were from Jenna, asking if she wanted to hang out.

Just then, Zach's voice reached her ears.

"By the way, Mirabella, Zach is planning to set up the new company's office in the same

district where you and Nick live "net

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Mirabella, his face gentle behind his glasses.

Mirabella, who had been texting, looked up in surprise upon hearing Zach's words and took a moment before asking, "A new company?"

"Yeah," Zach nodded. "I've been planning to establish a branch in Riverdale since last year. It just so happens that Emmitt has a client in need of liquid assets, looking to sell their company."

Hearing this, Mirabella paused her texting, pondering why the two had been discussing registration funds lately.

After a moment, she replied cautiously, "Riverdale is a mixed bag, not the easiest place to thrive."

Although the Davis family had some

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influence in Riverdale, their main power lay elsewhere. Her identity was already known to the Santos, and if Zach were to come to Riverdale, it might only expose him to danger.

She could protect herself, but he couldn't.

"I wouldn't recommend moving to Riverdale." After a thought, she added seriously.

Her expression was solemn, showing no sign of jest.

It was the second time Zach had seen his sister with such a serious demeanor. The last time was when he faced a legal entanglement and retaliation; she had used the same expression to offer him advice.