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

with a half–smile that somehow made Delilah squirm. Feeling guilty under her daughter’s gaze,

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

from destitute, Mirabella saw no need for

chosen a school already? Which one?” Delilah

reply concise. “Parkside High School.”

were taken

Had they misheard?

“Sweetie, did you just say…

brochure, her head tilting slightly, a smile playing

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

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

the best, but it’s beyond our reach, sweetie.” She was well aware of her daughter’s freshman year grades. They were

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