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

meant, but she had an inkling and

“You must be tired after a long day of classes.

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

Mirabella said, taking the milk and heading upstairs. Delilah let out a heavy sigh only after her daughter’s silhouette had disappeared

and settling beside her husband, Delilah confessed with guilt, “I’m just not cut out for this mothering thing, am I? How

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

today, stirring the pot about Mira’s friends. It got me all worked up… Never mind, I’m going to give

gently stopped her before she could dial the number. “Emmitt and Mira have

tossed her phone aside, her frustration evident. “This is a tough nut to

Mira’s only been back a few days. They need time to get to know each other.