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

Chapter 47

Ate dinner, Arabella retreated to her room, leaving Delilah and Shawn alone in the living room. Delilah lingered at the

bh, not in any rush to clear the plates and silverware. Instead, she recounted her kitchen conversation with

thesa kwahy to Shawn.

tok Awa’s under the impression that we’re up to our eyeballs in debt,” Delilah sald, propping her elbows on the tabs and furrowing her brow in thought. Though their daughter hadn’t pressed the issue further, Delilah’s intuition told ber that Mira bait certainly gotten the wrong end of the stick.

Shawn glanced at her. “Surely it’s not that bad. She just happened to run into the accountant downstairs.”

Delilah shook her head. “No, the first thing out of her mouth was whether we had visitors today.”

“You might be reading too much into it. She was probably just making conversation. Besides, Mira Isn’t the type to get worked up over such things” Shawn said nonchalantly.

as an idea struck her. “What If we gave her

the idea quite reasonable, but added, “The last black card

an eyebrow. “Simple. I’ll just withdraw some cash and hand it to

work. When I drove her to school on the first day of school, I planned to stop by the ATM for

the idea

days all use mobile payments.

shake of his

could I forget about Messenger!” Delilah slapped her forehead, stood

panel she asked, “Shawn,

“Let’s keep it low–key. You’ll give her

Even their foster daughter was unaware of their real financial status, believing they were just an average family. Of course, anyone

rolled her eyes at her husband’s comment. “And were you this concerned about being low–key when you handed her the black card the other

throat, pretending not to

for a moment and then suggested, “How about I just transfer ter thousand? That’s modest enough, right?”