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

Chapter 40

Delilah cleared her throat, a hint of awkwardness in her voice. “Oh, it’s nothing much, honey. I was just curious about who you had dinner with tonight. Was it a classmate of yours?”

So that was it.

Mirabella shook her head. “Nope, not a classmate.”

“Boy or girl?” Delilah prodded gently, her curiosity getting the better of her.

Looking straight into her mother’s eyes with disarming clarity, Mirabella responded calmly and patiently. “A guy. He used to be my neighbor. I helped him out a while back, and we bumped into each other today, so he treated me to dinner.”

shame for the unsavory suspicions that had flitted through her mind. She touched the tip of her nose self–consciously, and decided not to pry further, her tone softening as she spoke, 1 see, sweetheart. I’m sorry for being a

sure what Delilah meant, but she had an inkling

“You must be tired after a long day of classes. Go on up to your room, take a nice

milk for you. Be sure to take it up and drink it before bed.” Saying this, Delilah hurried into the kitchen, fetched

a heavy sigh

just not cut out for this

we need to trust our girl more

irritated glance. “It’s all Emmitt’s fault! He called today, stirring the pot about Mira’s friends. It got me all worked up… Never mind, I’m going to give Emmitt a piece of my mind and ask why he’s

head in resignation and gently stopped her before she could dial the number. “Emmitt and Mira have had a rocky relationship since they’ve met.

aside, her frustration evident. “This is a tough

to know each other. Let’s just take it slow,” Shawn offered, the