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.”

remembered her daughter mentioning something similar a

noncommittal

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

did work wonders, Delilah didn’t quite believe in a complete cure for her migraines. Nonetheless, it was the thought

eyes

morning dawned crisp and

descended the stairs dressed casually, her long ponytail swishing and a modest canvas backpack slung her shoulder. Though her look was simple,

people needed clothes to look good.

But then-

why aren’t y

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

quickly explained to prevent another ‘we can replace them if you don’t like them‘ kind of extravagant offer. “I’m just more comfortable in pants, and I’ll be wearing a uniform at school anyway.”

this and then conceded, “Alright, my bad. I’ll pick out some pants for you

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