The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1802

The stage was set.

Axel glanced at Mirabella standing across from him. He knew exactly why she was there to challenge him.

If she was planning to stand up for Nick, she'd have to show she could handle it.

Axel's lips twitched into a smirk. He wasn't about to give Mirabella any chance to shine as he launched a swift and fierce attack.

His strikes were powerful, carrying a deadly intent.

When Axel said he'd wrap this up quickly, he meant it. Down below, Nick watched Axel's intense aura, his fists clenched tight. He believed in his sister's skills, but couldn't ignore the natural strength difference between men and women.

But Nick's worries quickly faded.

As Axel closed in, Mirabella raised her right hand. Her seemingly delicate wrist, which looked like it could snap with a gentle twist, effortlessly blocked Axel's attack.

Not only that, but she swung her arm out, fingers flipping forward to grab Axel's wrist in a reverse grip.

Axel was strong, but Mirabella was stronger. Then came a loud crack—

Axel's face went white as a sheet.

His hand dropped limply to his side, pain shooting through every nerve. Time seemed to freeze as the agony intensified.

But it wasn't over.

Mirabella's eyelids lifted slightly, her demeanor calm as her hand slid from Axel's wrist to his shoulder.

Seeing what was coming, Axel's father rushed forward, shouting, “Stop!”

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