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.”

her eyes. “Get real,

you say, dear.” Shawn quickly conceded, the picture of

she overheard their banter, and felt bombarded by their

table. She had always been a girl of few words, often maintaining her silence during the meal responding to Shawn and Delilah’s occasional

guilt. This poor child must’ve been so lonesome, so starved of affection, to develop such

She returned in

got these for you.” Mirabella said softly,

“What’s this? It’s quite a fancy little thing– As soon as the 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.

urge to bask in it forever. Mirabella saw Delilah visibly relax and nonchalantly

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