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

Chapter 42

Catherine was nockling tervently like a student being scolded by a teacher, ‘Yes, dent. I’ve been taking my medication on time. I haven’t missed a single dose.”

Mirabella withdrew her hand. “Do you still have that incense I gave you?”

“I do… I light it every evening.” Catherine’s voice faltered slightly as she spoke,

Mirabella looked at her with a sly smile. “If you lit it every night, you wouldn’t be plagued with insomnia and palpitations.”

to pack it when I moved.”

At this, Catherine quiltity bowed her head. After a pause, she admitted, “Truth is, I forg

A shadow flickered in Mirabella’s eyes, but her voice remained airy. “Is that so?”

on her granddaughter, her heart would thump uncontrollably, yet

She didn’t call out Catherine’s obvious evasion, Instead, she stood and moved behind her, her slender tingers resting atop Catherine’s head. “Relax, let

face, she instinctively clamped her mouth shut. For some reason, she had grown to fear Mirabella’s earnest demeanor,

Mirabella withdrew her hands and

her eyes, slightly embarrassed. “Wonderful, I nearly fell asleep.” Her gaze fell upon

glass on the side table. “Not at all. I’ll

Catherine beamed. To her, the incense didn’t matter. What mattered was that her granddaughter would come again.

for the kitchen. “I picked up your favorite pork ribs and some trout at the market today. These dishes take a while to cook, so just relax in

gaze, reminiscent of their time in

to do, Mirabella wandered around the house before leaning lazily against the kitchen doorway to watch Catherine cook.

Mirabella to

Mirabella opened the door, she was not surprised to see who was standing outside.

you