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

Chapter 60

Delilah eyed her eldest son with a curious blend of suspicion and warning in her voice. “You are just back home and already looking for your sister. What kind of mischief are you plotting now?”

Ever since their last falling–out, this brat had done nothing but phone her to keep an eye on her daughter. She hadn’t seen him this eager to return in ages.

Emmitt’s lips twitched into a half–smile. “Are you under some kind of misunderstanding? I was just casually asking about my little sis.”

Delilah peeled off her facial mask, revealing a damp face tinged with distaste. “Misunderstanding? Don’t you know in your own heart?”

Emmit was speechless.

“Enough, I’m done talking. I need to pamper my skin. Do whatever you please.”

After saying that, Delilah turned and headed for the bedroom. After only a couple of steps, she paused, turned back with a stern expression, and added. “And don’t you dare disturb your sister. She’s been working her tall off studying every day.”

her room, so suddenly, only Emmitt and Shawn, who was engrossed in the

to speak when Shawn stood up, switched off the TV with the remote, and yawned loudly. His words showed his fatigue,

a response. Shawn quickly retreated

was stunned. Had he really become not welcomed for his parents after

lingered for a few seconds before pulling back

and with no classes, but Mirabella kept up her

Emmitt’s door, it swung open. She hesitated for a split second. Emmitt, clad in pajamas, looked like he had just woken

initial surprise faded, and her voice was calm as she

aback since most people

nodding politely to Emmitt in a manner that was both courteous

watched her retreating figure, momentarily

pace. Emmitt sat across from her. His gaze drifted to her now and then. He wanted to speak but

stare, Mirabella set down her spoon and lifted her head. Her clear, inquisitive eyes fixed

night’s conversation with Summer,