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.”

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

his wife’s 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 do indeed have plans to… facilitate your acceptance.” Hearing this, the seriousness on Mirabella’s face softened. “Good that

were far from destitute, Mirabella saw no need for backdoor dealings.

a school already? Which one?”

reply concise. “Parkside

were taken aback.

High School? Had they misheard?

“Sweetie, did you just say… Auburn High School?”

brochure, her head tilting slightly, a smile playing on her

for me? Which school did you pick?” Despite being charmed

with earnestness. “It’s not a joke. Only Parkside High School

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

in, it might not be a good thing for you,” Shawn added, his expression turning grave at his