The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1911

Mirabella squinted slightly, and as soon as Asa took a step back, she didn't hesitate to pull the trigger. The bullet lodged itself in his body, yet it didn't halt his actions.

A few seconds ticked by, and nothing seemed out of the ordinary in the lab, as if Asa's actions were nothing more than a bluff.

It was too calm—eerily so.

Meanwhile, the other two doctors who had been grappling with James suddenly turned pale. They no longer paid any heed to James and stumbled toward the exit, as if fleeing from some monstrous threat.

Mirabella frowned, sensing that this unsettling calm hid a genuine danger. She caught James's eye and silently mouthed a single word: "Go."

"None of you are leaving today," Asa said with a sinister grin, leaning against the wall. Even on the brink of death, his madness remained undiminished.

Unable to complete his experiment, he intended to take the world down with him.

Mirabella turned back, noticing the overhead lights dimming and a faint white mist beginning to seep into the air.

This is... Mirabella's expression shifted abruptly. She grabbed James's hand, and they bolted.

As they burst into the corridor, the mist thickened. The two doctors who'd fled earlier were now writhing on the floor, their screams piercing the air.

Seeing this, they retreated back into the lab.

"It's a virus," James said, his voice steady but serious as he eyed the mist.

He could already feel a burning sensation in his lungs, and speaking only intensified it. But with his stronger constitution, he could still manage for now.

Besides the massive destructive power of mechanical weapons, biochemical weapons were banned for a reason; their potential for devastation was immense. And the Arango family was known for dabbling in biochemical research.

"We can't let these viruses spread," Mirabella said with a newfound gravity in her eyes. She reached into her pocket, producing a small pill bottle for James.

James opened it to find just one pill inside.

"These viruses won't harm me for now," Mirabella assured him.

Understanding Mirabella's unique constitution, James didn't hesitate. He swallowed the pill quickly. "What's the plan?"

"My medicine only buys us a few minutes. You need to get out of here; I have to head to the control room," Mirabella explained.

She didn't know the exact threat the biochemical viruses posed, but given the doctors' dire state in mere seconds, they were clearly lethal. If they spread, it would be catastrophic.

Mirabella hadn’t forgotten Asa’s chilling smile before his demise.

"If it lasts a few minutes, then we go together," James insisted, his resolve unyielding even though he knew of Mirabella's abilities.

Mirabella locked eyes with James, his gaze firm and unwavering.

Just then, Wyatt's anxious voice crackled through their earpieces, "Ms. Mirabella, we finally got through to you. What's your status?"

Ever since Mirabella had entered the building, her communication had been spotty. Especially after the gunshot, Wyatt had been on edge, almost bursting in himself.

"Keep a helicopter on the rooftop for extraction. Everyone else, evacuate immediately," Mirabella instructed calmly, stepping into the thick mist.

"Understood," Wyatt replied, slightly relieved despite the uncertainty inside. He quickly passed the orders to his team.

Soon, their forces began retreating, leaving only a helicopter circling above.

Wyatt took one last look at the old, weathered building, tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and floored the gas. He trusted Ms. Mirabella to bring James out safely!

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