"His health''s really picked uptely, thanks to your amazing herbal remedies," Nick remarked, reminiscing about the past. He added with a hint of curiosity, "You haven''t met Chester yet, but I bet he''d really take to you."


    Otherwise, he wouldn''t have taken the medicine Mirabe brought along.


    Nick sighed inwardly. Ever since Nellie passed, Chester had been like a shell of his former self,pletely neglecting his health. Sometimes Nick thought that if it weren''t for his sense of duty and revenge, Chester might not have made it this far. But now, seeing Chester care about his well-being was a promising sign.


    With these thoughts swirling, Nick nced over at his sister, a mix of feelings washing over him. Despite her enigmatic nature, since she''de home, subtle yet significant changes had been happening-changes none of the brothers could''ve managed.


    Unaware of Nick''s musings, Mirabe cupped her face with her hands and replied with confidence, "You know what they say, good looks are always likable."


    Nick couldn''t help but chuckle, wondering which side of the family she got her boldness from. Shaking his head, he shifted gears, "I''ll get As to arrange a few folks to keep an eye on you for a bit."


    "Hmm?" Mirabe looked at Nick, surprised he was already clued in about tonight''s incident.


    "I''m just worried aboutst year''s fiasco happening again," Nick referred to the time she was kidnapped at the airport.


    Mirabe caught on, calmly dismissing his concern, "No need, Nick. It won''t happen again."


    Nick hesitated but eventually let it drop. "Alright then, just be careful."


    "I will, Nick," Mirabe said, hershes slightly lowered, concealing her true feelings.


    She knew she had things to handle, and she''d been ready.


    The two didn''t chat much longer and soon retreated to their rooms.


    After taking a shower, Mirabe stepped out with wet hair, still dripping. As she towel-dried her hair, she thought of Cassie and reached for her phone.


    She dialed his number.


    The call connected quickly. Mirabezily slid open the ss door and stepped onto the balcony. "Home yet?"


    Cassie, on the other end, didn''t answer right away. He nced at the clock on his phone.


    It had been two hours and ten minutes since his sister had ditched him, and only now did she ask if he''d made it home. If something bad pened, it would''ve been toote.


    Love sure does fade.


    Cassie grumbled, "I''m amazed you even remembered me."


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow, casually teaning on the balcony


    railing, her eyes on the distant


    view "Did you bring a lot of medicine with you this time?"  fo


    "Why do you want to know?" Cassie shot back, defensive. "I didn''t bring any!"


    Mirabe: "..."


    "...I don''t want yours. What''s with the big fuss?" Mirabe retorted, feeling a bit exasperated.


    Cassie remained on guard, "You know how tightfisted you are."


    Mirabe: "..."


    Some people just belong on the blocked list.


    "Alright, get some sleep. I''m hanging up," Mirabe said, not wanting to drag the conversation out, and ended the call.


    She had forgotten that Cassie


    seemed to have a charmed


    life-mess with him, and you''re the


    one who ends up unlucky. Better to pity those who tried to harm him than to worry about his safety.