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.”

in the warm light, a

Mirabella’s drowsiness. she decided not to probe further and simply advised her to rest well before leaving

the door shut, Mirabella pressed her fingers against her temples,

indeed, exhausted. After competing in the city, she rushed back to the county early in the morning

the way

image had garnered countless fans. With her agency pushing her image through various channels, she became a fixture in the public eye. Thus, her latest airport photos with

hours, the comments

blurred the backdrop, Mirabella’s tall,

finding the two photos irksome. After a few seconds of contemplation, she began reading the comments. Although some fans were curious about the