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.”

a firm affirmation from Delilah; the second was a denial from Shawn. Their failure to present a united Tront led to another silent exchange, this

that somehow made Delilah squirm. Feeling guilty under her daughter’s gaze, Delilah nudged her husband with her foot, signaling him to come

cue. Shawn cleared his throat, straightened up, and with an earnest look on his still–handsome face. said. “If you end up choosing this school your mother and I

destitute, Mirabella saw no

already? Which one?”

lowered slightly, her reply concise. “Parkside High School.”

Shawn were

School? Had they

seeking clarification. “Sweetie, did you just say…

set down the school brochure, her head tilting slightly, a smile playing on

did you pick?” Despite being charmed by her daughter’s nonchalant

eyes sparkled with earnestness. “It’s not a joke. Only Parkside High School meets my

is the best, but it’s beyond our reach, sweetie.” She was well aware of

With your grades… even if you get in, it might not be a good