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

Chapter 11

Anyway, they hadn’t settled on a school yet.

Emmitt’s eyes danced with curiosity as he observed his sister’s calm demeanor. Was she serious about having chosen a school?

Mirabella shifted lazily in her seat, crossing her legs as she spoke with an indifferent tone, “Parkside High School.”

At her words, a bemused expression quickly surfaced on Summer’s face. She turned her head to Mirabella, “Parkside High School? Like, the Parkside High School downtown?”

Mirabella just hummed an affirmation, still nonchalant.

breeding ground for the cream of the academic crop. The idea seemed ludicrous,

High isn’t exactly low,” Summer said with

in over her head and wanting to save her from embarrassment in front of Summer, cleared his throat and interjected, “Let’s discuss the school situation with Mom and Dad

give Mirabella an out, Summer dropped her gaze and decided not to pursue the topic any further. “If you need help, just say the word. My dad

out to tune the car stereo, casually acknowledging her offer with a

her thigh as she gazed out of the car window, too laid–back to engage any further. Her eyes took in the cityscape outside–the hustle and bustle, the dazzling neon lights, and the colorful nightlife that underscored the

better days. The Davis family owned a top–floor duplex in the building, an advantage of

first, followed

got Mira back.” Summer announced