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.”

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

watched them with a half–smile that somehow made Delilah squirm. Feeling guilty under her daughter’s gaze, Delilah nudged her husband with her foot, signaling him to come

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

destitute, Mirabella saw no

school already? Which one?”

reply concise.

Shawn were taken

Had they

coughed, seeking clarification. “Sweetie, did you just

her head tilting slightly, a smile playing on her lips. “No, Parkside High School”

that for me? Which school did you pick?” Despite being charmed by her daughter’s nonchalant demeanor,

joke. Only Parkside High School meets

words. “I know Parkside is the best, but it’s beyond our reach, sweetie.” She was well aware of her daughter’s freshman year grades. They were far from

it might not be a good thing for you,” Shawn added, his