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

Chapter 28

Her gaze was so sincere that it was impossible to mistake her words for anything but the truth. Such a sensible daughter she had. Delilah couldn’t help but silently chew her eldest son out. The boy must’ve been blind to accuse his sister of having a bad temper

“Ahem, glad you’re not upset. Your dad said he’ll drive you to school tomorrow. You can sleep in a bit, Delilah said

hastily.

“Okay.”

“Then get some rest early. Don’t stay up too late. I’m heading out.” Delilah advised, then turned to leave.

“Mom, wait a sec.” Mirabella suddenly called her back, then turned and walked into her room.

In just a moment, Mirabella returned to the doorway, handing Delilah a porcelain jar. “Take one every three days, and within a month, your migraines should clear up.”

come from a friend of yours?” She remembered her daughter mentioning something similar a

gave a noncommittal

time. Delilah finally smiled and said. “Thank your friend for me. That’s very thoughtful.”

the last remedy Mirabella had given her did work wonders, Delilah didn’t quite believe in a complete cure for her migraines. Nonetheless, it was the

skepticism in Delilah’s eyes but just

morning dawned crisp and clear.

her long ponytail swishing and a modest canvas backpack slung her shoulder. Though her look was

to look good. Mirabella made the clothes look good. Whatever Mirabella wore, she wore

But then-

why aren’t

crossed over her chest, suddenly feeling that the skirts and dresses she’d chosen might not be quite right

explained to prevent another ‘we can replace them if you don’t like them‘ kind of extravagant offer.

my bad. I’ll pick

over