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

Chapter 27

Mandy’s face turned a shade of red. “Mirabella, have you lost your marbles?”

With a lazy smirk tugging at her lips, Mirabella stretched out on her bed like a cat in a sunbeam, her striking eyes fixed on the ceiling. Her feathery, light voice floated through the air, “If you’re not the queen of Wall Street, then what gives you the gall to make such a racket here?” With a sigh, Mirabella ended the call.

At the sound of the disconnected line, Mandy shook with rage, hurling her smartphone onto the coffee table with a clatter. It bounced and skidded onto the floor.

Summer, who stood nearby, flinched, a testament to the chilling atmosphere. She quickly bent down to retrieve the fallen device, observing the shattered screen before silently placing it back on the table.

Then, taking a seat next to the fuming Mandy, Summer reached out and gently patted her back. “Mom, simmer down, okay? No need to stoop to Mirabella’s level. She was raised by Grandma and turned out a bit wild, so her words can be… well rough around the edges. Don’t take it to heart. It’s not worth your health.”

taken aback by Mirabella’s audacious tone. Her voice sounded

bound to get under her skin. After Summer murmured some soothing words, Mandy’s expression finally softened. She looked at her obedient and sensible daughter and, with a touch of relief, stroked her

a deep breath, Mandy recalled the real reason for waiting up that

a million on this card. Take it

got enough money. I

hands. “The Gilberts can’t look less than anybody else. And with your training and online

the card in her hand, then looked

the call, Mirabella was preparing to shower and get some sleep. She had just grabbed her pajamas from the dresser when a knock sounded at her door. “Mira, are you up?”

walked to the door,