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.”

of 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

entirely sure what Delilah meant, but she had an inkling and

a new wave of guilt and quickly changed the subject. “You must be tired after a long day

before bed.” Saying this, Delilah hurried into the kitchen, fetched the warm

heading upstairs. Delilah let out a heavy sigh only after her daughter’s silhouette had disappeared at

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

need to trust our girl more and not jump to conclusions

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

stopped her before she could 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 accusatory call?”

her frustration evident. “This is a tough nut

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