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

Chapter 14

The lights flicked on to reveal a room awash in a sea of pink: wallpaper, wardrobe, queen–sized bed, curtains, and even the writing desk. It was as if everything, barring the floor, had surrendered to the hue. Mirabella blinked. Her eyes felt assaulted by the color.

Delilah stood proudly amidst her creation, the princess room she had meticulously arranged. “This design masterminded by a renowned interior designer. What do you think? Isn’t it girly, dreamy, and cozy?”

Mirabella’s lips twitched subtly. She scanned the room once more, finding little to compliment in the style that seemed devoid of aesthetic appeal. A well–known designer surely wouldn’t tarnish their reputation, she mused. Therefore, it was highly likely that her mother had been duped. After all many shady decorators were notorious for exploiting the designer label to fleece unsuspecting clients.

Pondering for a few seconds and determined not to crush her mother’s spirit, Mirabella finally responded with a measured. “If you’re happy with it, that’s what matters.”

features softened in the warm light,

sensing an ambiguous undertone to her daughter’s words. But with Mirabella’s drowsiness. she decided not to probe further and simply advised her to rest

pressed her fingers against her temples, surrounded by an unrelenting

She was, indeed, exhausted. After competing in the city, she rushed back to the county early in the morning and then traveled

at the Gilbert family home. Summer couldn’t sleep. Tossing and turning, she thought about Mirabella. about the way her foster parents had treated her

through various channels, she became a fixture in the

fans had polished them up. Within just a couple of hours, the comments

the fans had blurred the backdrop, Mirabella’s tall, slender figure and her distinctive aura somehow added a mysterious beauty to the images. It was indistinct yet intriguing.

Although some fans were curious about the masked person, their inquiries