The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 8

With a face like that she could totally slay Hollywood’s A–listers, couldn’t she? If she was not camera–ready, what about those celebs who lived off their good looks?

Emmitt suddenly felt that his sister, whom he was meeting for the first time… was a bit weird. What was up with that?

As he was internally rolling his eyes, Mirabella’s voice came through once more. “But you, you’re different too.” Mirabella said with a teasing edge, giving Emmitt a meaningful look.

Dressed to the nines in a designer suit, his every move exuded an aristocratic charm that clashed with the rumors of a lackadaisical‘ and ‘poor boy‘ upbringing.

A playful glint crossed Mirabella’s eyes. Interesting.

Emmitt was about to ask Mirabella what she meant by ‘different when something–or someone–caught his eye. His lips curved into an indulgent smile, and he waved through the air, “Summer.”

woman in a white sundress approaching at a swift pace. She was wearing sunglasses, making it impossible

Emmitt. Traffic was a nightmare,” panted Summer,

sweat forming on her forehead. He pulled out a pack of tissues from his

her dress‘ neckline, and flashed

head, Emmitt’s gesture was nothing but affectionate.

already figured that Summer was the girl she was switched at birth with at the hospital.

had since been taken in by the Gilbert family and adopted their surname. She wasn’t strikingly beautiful, but she did exude the refined, gentle demeanor that Mandy, her adoptive mother, had boasted about.

her as if just realizing

hooked smile that suggested a mix of mischief and cool detachment. She was the epitome of effortless

is my sister, Mira.” Emmitt chimed in, nodding towards

though something had been taken from her. The smile

turned