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

Chapter 18

Maple Academy was one of those institutions that Mirabella had heard about, one that was undeniably founded on the almighty dollar–a private, elite school if there ever was one. With a staff of seasoned professionals and a rigorous academic hierarchy, only two types of students walked its hallowed halls; genuine geniuses and the filthy rich.

In short, if your pockets were deep enough, you were in.

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“Have you already greased the school’s palm?” Mirabella asked, breaking the silence with a stern look that seemed to pin her parents to their seats.

Caught off guard by their daughter’s seriousness, the couple exchanged a glance.

“Yes.”

“No.”

from Shawn. Their failure to present a united Tront led to another silent exchange, this

under her daughter’s gaze, Delilah nudged

and I do indeed have plans to… facilitate your acceptance.” Hearing this, the seriousness on Mirabella’s face softened. “Good that you haven’t paid yet. I’ve already picked my

they were far from destitute, Mirabella saw

Which one?”

her reply concise. “Parkside

Shawn were

High School? Had they

“Sweetie, did you just

down the school brochure, her head tilting slightly, a

honey, you’re joking, right? Could you repeat that for me? Which school did you pick?” Despite being

joke. Only Parkside

shifted at her daughter’s words. “I know Parkside is the best, but it’s beyond our reach, sweetie.” She was well aware

top students from all over. With your grades… even if you get in, it might not be a good thing for you,” Shawn added, his expression