The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1387

Ignoring his dad's look, James got up and wandered over to the window to take a call. Trevor watched his rebellious son, feeling like he was swallowing a bitter pill. First, it was about a gift for meeting his future daughter-in-law, and now it's about her medical bills. When did his son get so nitpicky?

The call was from Dane, and it wrapped up quickly. After a brief pause, James turned back to Trevor in the hospital bed, “Dad, I’m heading out.”

Trevor, having eavesdropped a bit, asked, “Is Nikolai not feeling well?”

James nodded, “Yeah, I’ll check on him later.”

Trevor knew Nikolai well and advised, “Send him my best.”

“Will do.” James pocketed his phone and left the hospital room.

He took the elevator down to the parking lot, hopped into his car, and called Wyatt to prep a gift before driving off to Prestige College.

*

By the time he reached Prestige College, Mirabella was just wrapping up in the lab. She asked about his father's recovery as she buckled her seatbelt.

Recalling Trevor’s energetic dash to the restroom earlier, James said, “Pretty good, actually. He's got a spring in his step.”

“That’s a relief,” Mirabella nodded.

“Yep.” As he started the car, James added, “Nikolai’s under the weather. I'll drop you home first, then swing by to see him.”

Mirabella looked surprised, “Nikolai’s sick? That’s odd, he seemed fine when I saw him the other day.”

“Is it the season for colds? First David, now Nikolai?” she mused.

Wyatt didn’t waste time and rang the doorbell.

Inside, Dane heard the bell and glanced at the incense burner on the coffee table, wisps of smoke trailing up. Instead of sending Marian, he went out to greet James himself.

“James, glad you could make it,” Dane said, nodding respectfully to both James and Wyatt.

James gave a slight nod, following Dane inside, “How’s Nikolai doing?”

“Just a touch of the sniffles, but he’s bounced back after some meds. Hearing you’re visiting perked him right up,” Dane chuckled.

They stepped into the living room, where the scent of incense was just right, not overwhelming.

Trailing behind, Wyatt handed the gift to Marian and took in the room, hardly noticing the incense aroma.