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

Sophia didn't utter a word, but her eyes were as cold as ice. When Conrad locked eyes with her, he felt a chill run through him, like he'd stepped into a freezer.noveldrama

The thought caught Conrad off guard, but the cold sensation quickly faded. Sophia had dropped her gaze, fiddling with her earphones before tossing them onto the coffee table. "So, what's your latest scheme?" she asked dryly.

Her cousin barely spoke to her, and when he did, it was either to put someone down or to pursue some hidden agenda. She'd figured that out ages ago.

Conrad was used to his cousin's sharp tongue by now. Holding back his annoyance, he asked in a low voice, "Not planning to join the Guild's annual assessment this year, either?"

Sophia toyed with her fingers, a smirk briefly flashing across her lips-she knew exactly why Conrad was here. "Nope, not interested."

"Why not?" Conrad pressed, his brow furrowing.

Sophia scratched her ear, her slippers kicked across the room, as she casually curled up on the couch. "What's it to you?"

"Don't forget, you're a Keller. And don't forget who got you into the Pharmacists' Guild, who's been footing your bills all these years for school and everything else," Conrad replied coolly.

"Oh, and don't forget who helped you get that senior pharmacist title," Sophia chuckled.

Same old excuses, she thought. She was sick of hearing them.

Conrad stared at her icily for a moment before speaking again. "Fine, skip the assessment, but I need an S-level prescription from you."

Sophia's lips twitched; she knew this was coming. She looked at Conrad with a hint of mockery. "You're the senior pharmacist. Why ask me, someone you claim knows nothing, for a formula? You're not serious, are you?"

"You know exactly what you've got," Conrad cut to the chase, not wasting time on pointless chatter as he noticed their mother approaching and shifted back to his usual demeanor. "But if you want to continue being ungrateful, that's on you."

Patricia walked over, a warm smile on her face as she picked up the slippers Sophia had kicked away, placing them back in front of her. "Sophia, Conrad, what are you two discussing? It looks serious," she asked curiously.

Conrad glanced at Sophia, replying, "Nothing much, just some Guild stuff."

Sophia's hands tightened slightly on her knees, her prickly demeanor softening. Though she couldn't stand her cousin, she had a lot of respect for his kind mother. She quietly muttered, "Aunt," without adding more.

Seeing Sophia's change in demeanor, a hint of scorn flickered in Conrad's eyes before he stood up. "Mom, keep chatting. I've got some things to take care of." Patricia, aware of her son's busy schedule, nodded with a smile. "Alright, dear." Conrad took a couple of steps, paused, then turned back to Sophia with a soft voice, "Sis, I'm looking forward to your good news. Don't let us down."

Sophia looked up as Conrad raised an eyebrow, giving her a knowing look before leaving.

Patricia, intrigued, asked, "What good news?"

Sophia shifted her gaze to Patricia's kind face and simply smiled, shaking her head lightly. "Oh, it's nothing."