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

Chapter 45

A stepping out of Catherine’s apartment, Mirabella halled a cab straightaway and made her way back to the Davis

udence. Upon her arrival, she noticed several pairs of shiny men’s dress shoes lined up at the front door. A flicker of curiosity crossed her eyes–were they having aquests?

After pondering for a few seconds, she said her freshly drawn keys back into her purse, turned on her heels, and strode kward th Nevator, Lucky for her, the elevator remained on her floor, doors ready to welcome her in.

Descending back to the ground floor, Mirabella settled herself on a public bench. Her striking beauty drew glances

passersby, including children who couldn’t help but steal a few extra looks.

Dressed in a hoodie today and tired of the attention, she pulled up the hood over her head and dug out her phone to immerse herself in the digital world. Before long, she no longer felt the weight of onlookers‘ stares.

She Estlessly played a few rounds of a competitive game she had downloaded recently–a game that soon proved to back challenge. Closing the app, she seemed to be struck by a thought and swiftly opened her Messenger.

Her list of friends on Messenger wasn’t extensive. Her fingertips scrolled through, dragging the contact nicknamed “Y out of the blacklist, And with that, she sent a message.

these next few days. Don’t go out causing

have been glued to their phone because they replied almost

[Oh, my dear lord, you finally remember

have no idea what kind of devastating torture I’ve been through recently.]

the chapel

I

a way to spring me out?

Pilt: [–If you’ve got the energy to complain this much,

[Please, show me some mercy.l

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mean by “be

and

Y: [????]

send because the

Y: [Wait!]