The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1610

Fresh air rushed back into her lungs, and Summer had never felt more alive than she did at that moment. Clutching her still-burning throat, she gathered herself and shot Mirabella a defiant smile, pointing a finger at her. Her voice was hoarse as she shouted, “You wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me! Even if you hate me to your core, you wouldn’t dare to kill me!”

She had forgotten one crucial thing: this was a land of laws. Murder was illegal. So, Mirabella really had no way to harm her.

Summer laughed so hard that tears streamed down her face, even though she had been on the verge of death just moments earlier. Now that she grasped this truth, she felt completely invincible.

Mirabella watched Summer, who seemed slightly unhinged, with eyes that had shifted from burning with murderous intent to a calm indifference. She nodded, “Indeed, you’re right. So you shall live.”

To live a life worse than death.

Mirabella flicked her fingers by her side, her expression remaining unchanged as she thought to herself. Summer was still gasping for air when she suddenly felt something bounce into her mouth. Before she could make sense of it, her throat reflexively swallowed. She could clearly feel that she had swallowed something foreign.

Summer’s laughter stopped abruptly, and she quickly pressed her hand against her throat, trying to expel whatever she had swallowed. But no matter how hard she tried, nothing came out. Soon, waves of pain followed—not intense, but as if radiating from every bone in her body.

Mirabella calmly turned her gaze to the vast artificial lake ahead. The surface shimmered, and as the wind picked up, a chill settled in. March in Merrywoods was much colder than in Riverdale.