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?”

saw this expression on her granddaughter, her heart would thump uncontrollably, yet she brazenly responded, “Really, I’m not

a half–smile. 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

she instinctively clamped her mouth shut. For some reason, she had grown to fear Mirabella’s earnest demeanor, always feeling like nothing could be

later, Mirabella withdrew her hands and

fell upon Mirabella’s hands. “You’ve

“Not at all. I’ll bring you some more lavender Incense later.”

beamed. To her, the incense didn’t matter. What mattered

up and headed 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 the living room. Dinner

gaze, reminiscent of their time in the small

the house before leaning lazily against the kitchen doorway to watch

Busy with the pots, Catherine asked Mirabella to answer the door, suggesting it might be

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

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