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?”

this expression on her granddaughter, her heart would thump uncontrollably, yet she brazenly responded, “Really, I’m not lying to you.”

and moved behind her, her slender tingers resting atop Catherine’s head. “Relax, let me give you a little massage,”

she instinctively clamped her mouth shut. For some reason, she had grown to fear Mirabella’s earnest demeanor, always feeling like nothing could be hidden from her, It was odd. Catherine was the elder, yet she felt

Mirabella withdrew her hands and asked softly, “How

gaze fell upon Mirabella’s

“Not at all. I’ll bring you

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

trout at the market today. These dishes take a while to cook, so just relax in the living room. Dinner will be ready

with a distant gaze, reminiscent of their time in the small

Mirabella wandered around the house before leaning lazily against the kitchen

asked Mirabella to answer the door, suggesting it might

the door, she was not surprised

are you doing here?”