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.

but feel like she’d just heard the world’s biggest joke. Auburn High School would have been believable, but Parkside High School? That was a stretch. Known as the city’s top–tier high school, nationally ranked in the top five, it was a breeding ground for the cream of the

at Parkside High isn’t exactly

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

and decided not to pursue the topic any further. “If you need help, just say the word. My dad knows several principals around town. A quick call and you’re

out to tune the car stereo, casually acknowledging her

laid–back to engage any further. Her eyes took in the cityscape outside–the hustle and bustle,

clear from the surroundings that it had seen better days. The Davis family owned a top–floor duplex in the building, an advantage of the older, low–rise architecture. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were already waiting at the door, exchanging nervous glances as they heard the elevator ding. Their eyes fixed eagerly on

Summer emerged first, followed

got Mira back.” Summer