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.”

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

she had

guilt and quickly changed the subject. “You must be tired after a

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

out a heavy sigh only after her daughter’s

“I’m just not cut out for this mothering thing, am I? How could I

hand reassuringly. “I’ve told you before that we need to trust our girl more and not jump to conclusions at the

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 being so critical of

dial the number. “Emmitt and Mira have had a rocky relationship since they’ve met. Do you really want to make things worse with an

aside, her frustration evident. “This is a

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