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

Chapter 16

In a heartbeat, Mirabella found hersell wrapped in Delilah’s arms. Mirabella blinked, caught off guard by Delilah’s embrace. “Oh, my sweet girl, you finally called me Mom!” Delilah’s voice quivered with excitement, almost on the verge of tears.

Mirabella sighed. It was as if they were on different wavelengths.

Ten minutes later, after a brisk shower, Mirabella descended the stairs in a laid–back, oversized tee paired with distressed jeans. Despite the casual clean look, she exuded a cool vibe.

“My daughter’s just so gorgeous,” Delilah mused, resting her chin in her hand as she admired Mirabella walking towards her. Even though she wasn’t wearing the clothes she had bought for her, it didn’t stop her from cheering on her daughter’s beauty.

Shawn chimed in with a proud nod. “She’s definitely got my good genes.”

of her eyes. “Get real,

say, dear.” Shawn quickly conceded, the picture of a doting husband.

Mirabella drew closer, she overheard their banter, and felt bombarded by

few words, often maintaining her silence during the meal responding to Shawn

their daughter’s reticence as arrogance. Instead, they felt a twinge of guilt. This poor child must’ve been so lonesome,

she seemed to remember something and quickly went upstairs. She returned in a couple of minutes, holding two small bottles she had retrieved from her suitcase, and handed one to

got these for you.” Mirabella said softly, her exquisite face wearing a casual

lid was off, a rich herbal scent wafted out. The aroma instantly made Delilah feel refreshed as if her spirit had been cleansed. She suffered from chronic migraines that flared up now and then. With no cure

Delilah

then added, “Keep one by your bedside each night. It should help