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.”

Shawn. Their failure to present a united Tront led to

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

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

Mirabella

Which

reply concise. “Parkside High School.”

were taken

High School? Had they misheard?

clarification. “Sweetie, did you just say…

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

pick?” Despite being charmed by

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

our reach, sweetie.” She was well aware of her daughter’s freshman year grades. They were far from

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