The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1038

“How’s that lawyer holding up?” one of them asked, nodding towards Carl.

Carl took a drag from his cigarette, shrugging it off, “Probably halfway to the grave by now.”

“But this lawyer’s pretty well-known. Aren’t we asking for trouble by roughing him up these past few days?”

Carl shot the guy a sideways glance and chuckled, “Just a small-time lawyer with no connections. Even if he ends up dead, we can spin it as overwork or a tragic suicide. Case closed.”

Only someone who’s used to this sort of thing could be so blasé.

Just as they reached the main entrance, Mirabella heard these words, her smile growing wider.

Curtis, right behind her, moved ahead and kicked the door open with a loud bang, startling everyone inside.

“Who’s there?” Several bodyguards rushed over, eyes full of suspicion.

Mirabella didn’t even spare them a look. She strolled into the room with a laid-back smile, stepped onto the coffee table, leaned forward slightly, and locked eyes with Carl. “So, who are you planning to kill?”

When Carl met Mirabella’s gaze, a chill ran down his spine, and he scowled, “Who the hell are you?”

Mirabella laughed coldly, then grabbed a wine bottle nearby, stepped over the coffee table, and smashed it over Carl’s head. Blood streamed down his forehead, staining most of his face red.

The two waitresses nearby screamed and bolted.