The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1903

The air in the room was thick with the metallic scent of blood, making it hard to breathe. Mirabella's hands moved steadily, undeterred by Maverick's words. Just as she was about to pierce Paxton's chest with the silver needle, he stopped her.

"He’s right. You need to leave, get out of here..." Paxton's voice was barely a whisper, the effort of speaking draining what little life he had left.

He knew his condition was dire, and once the mechanism behind him was set in motion, there'd be no turning back. His life was the price to pay for activating the time-reversal process.

Mirabella crouched in front of him, her fingers gripping the needle so tightly they turned a pale shade of blue. She hesitated for a moment, then plunged it into his chest, ignoring his plea. As anticipated, Paxton's condition didn't improve.

His strength was fading fast; only sheer will kept him alive this long. Mirabella's lashes fluttered, hiding her turmoil, though her fingers trembled slightly.

"Give it up, Rea," Paxton said bitterly. "It's useless."

Mirabella took a deep breath and turned to Maverick. This stranger looked nothing like the gentle, kind person she remembered, yet somehow they seemed to merge into the same figure in her mind.

"Why?" she asked again, echoing her earlier question.

Maverick looked at her and said, "I thought you'd ask how to save them."

Her eyes flashed with a new intensity. "What's the deal?"

Maverick's gaze shifted to the stone table, its surface covered in red symbols. He pursed his lips and replied, "You know what the master wants."

His words confirmed what she suspected, extinguishing the last flicker of hope she clung to.

She should have realized it earlier—the one who guided her to the meteorite in the catacombs was him.

No one knew the mechanism better than her master. If she could be brought back to life, why not him?

Mirabella stood and pulled a small box from her pocket. She knew exactly what Maverick wanted.

When he saw her move, his eyes glowed with barely contained excitement.

"Give it to me," Maverick said, his voice trembling with anticipation as he reached for her.

"Don't give it to him," Paxton urged, summoning strength from somewhere deep within. He lurched forward but crumpled to the ground, his back soaked, the gray of his robe now a deep red.

He struggled to meet Mirabella's eyes. "Once the time-reversal mechanism is active, it can't be stopped. Giving him that won’t change anything."

Maverick shot Paxton a look, but didn't argue. He knew Mirabella too well; she wouldn’t give up on any chance to save them.

"What will save them?" Mirabella asked, her voice calm but firm.

Maverick's lips curled into a slight smile. "If the time-reversal is activated, their fates can be rewritten."

He paused, adding, "Just like yours was."

His words struck a chord with Mirabella, but before she could respond, Paxton interrupted, "If fate could be changed, you wouldn’t be in this mess."

Paxton was torn. He never imagined Rea's master was still alive.

He had sacrificed his life to find a rare meteorite and force open the time-reversal passage to save Rea. Yet here was his master, alive, but a different man entirely.

Paxton's thoughts were scattered. Perhaps they never truly understood him.

"You don't get it," Maverick said with a cryptic smile, turning back to Mirabella. "Two stones for four lives—isn't that a fair trade?"

His voice was calm, as if discussing something trivial, but Mirabella felt the chill of his indifference.

After everything, this was how he treated her. She met his gaze and said coldly, "My master is dead."

The wise and kind soul she knew had perished long ago, irreplaceable.

"Indeed, dead," Maverick nodded, as if discussing someone else. "But aren’t you curious about your own existence?"

"Shut up, don’t say another word..." Paxton, eyes bloodshot, lay on the ground, desperate to stop Maverick. "If you have any conscience left, don’t destroy her last bit of hope."

Learning Maverick was Rea's master led Paxton to a terrifying thought.

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