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

Chapter 88

Mirabella had just returned home from the hospital when Emmitt walked through the door. Days had passed since their last falling out, and although the anger had subsided in Emmitt’s heart, a certain unease lingered, casting a cool shade over his gaze whenever it landed on his

sister.

“Did Leo not come home yesterday?” Emmitt’s eyes swept the living room, then turned towards Delilah, who was bustling in the kitchen.

“Yeah, he did, but he left right after dinner. Said he had a flight to Lakewood today to shoot a music video or something. Why the sudden interest? You looking for him?” Delilah eyed him curiously.

At that, Emmitt hummed noncommittally, “No big deal, really. Just haven’t seen him in a while and thought he’d stick around the house to rest up.”

you yesterday, but you were busy with work.” Delilah replied, her voice tinged with

annoyance.

his throat, Emmitt made no

your sister in the living room.” Delilah instructed, pausing before adding, “And rein in that temper of yours. Mira is your flesh and blood. Don’t always be looking at her through

as Emmitt took a seat beside her. He watched her, his expression dimming, assuming she was intentionally ignoring him. He didn’t initiate conversation, choosing instead to pick up the remote

sounds of the television. Mirabella glanced up briefly before returning her attention to the pages before her, seemingly unaffected by the

losing dignity by speaking first. So, he flipped through channels aimlessly, paying no real attention to

role in her group, was gracing the screen. Even Emmitt, who seldom

hosts began interviewing the artists. As the center of