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

Chapter 51

Grandma Catherine watched as James remained silent, with a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips. She spoke again, and her voice trailed off into the quiet room. “Mira brought over a bunch of groceries to see me first thing this morning. Only, she didn’t expect to run into her foster mother… My daughter’s always been harsh, never had a soft spot for Mira. She said some really hurtful things, so the poor child didn’t even stay for a full hour before my daughter drove her away.”

“She must’ve been angry, and that’s why she didn’t come herself.” Tears welled up in Grandma Catherine’s eyes as she clung to James‘ arm, refusing to let go as if releasing him would mean losing the only listener she had left.

James observed Catherine, who was sinking into a pit of guilt, and pieced together the events. No wonder Mira had asked him to deliver the package.

However, Mira, who was wise beyond her years, didn’t seem like someone easily upset.

When Grandma Catherine’s emotions had settled a bit, James said gently, “Don’t worry too much. Mira probably just didn’t want to bump into your daughter again. That’s likely why she asked me to bring these things to you.”

Catherine paused, “Really?”

and deep eyes exuded a persuasive

began to dissipate. Her gaze fell upon the wooden box James had placed on the coffee table. She stood up and walked over, picking up the box without much regard for James‘ presence. She pressed the latch on the side, opening it to reveal the contents. A warm smile

abandoned her; Mira still cared deeply for her wellbeing. Noticing her sleep had been troubled, Mira had sent over soothing incense, even after today’s

turned back to James, with a hint of embarrassment In her eyes. “I apologize

for a second longer before he met her eyes. “It’s

about my sleep and even going out of her way to

heavy sigh, Grandma Catherine shuffled to a nearby cabinet, pulling open a drawer

to her ramblings, and his dark eyes

left Catherine’s house. Wyatt, seeing the pensive look on his

regained his composure and glanced at Wyatt indifferently.