The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 24

Emmitt rested his hands on the tabletop, peering at Summer as the corners of her lips curved into a bittersweet smile. “I guess you could say that.”

Spotting his expression, Summer’s face softened with concern. “Haven’t settled on a school yet? If that’s the case, I’ll just give my dad a call right now…” She reached into her purse and pulled out her cell phone.

“No need for calls,” Emmitt interjected, “it’s not that we haven’t chosen a school.”

Summer’s hand, poised to dial paused mid–air as she looked at him, puzzled.

After a slight tug at the corner of his lips and a two–second silence, Emmitt revealed, “She’s already picked her school. It’s Parkside High School,”

hadn’t quite heard him right. It took a moment for it to sink in, then with a voice tinged with incredulity and something else, she laughed, “Emmitt, are you talking about Parkside High School? That’s my school isn’t it?”

the school tomorrow. Actually, the reason I

paused before adding. “Mira’s been raised in a small, out–of–the–way town and hasn’t seen much of the world. We’re not exactly clear on how her grades are, but they’re definitely not Parkside High

family, and he intended to help where he could.

before she looked back at Emmitt with a sweet smile. “Don’t worry, Emmitt. You didn’t have to

her now, he couldn’t help but

mentioned you’re unsure where Mira’s transfer letter came from?”

Mom and Dad are clueless too.”

I vaguely remember last month. I think I overheard my dad on

left to grow up in a distant town with her grandmother. Considering her rather unprivileged upbringing, would the Gilberts really pull strings to get her into such a