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.”

busy with work.” Delilah replied, her voice

annoyance.

throat, Emmitt made no

soon. Go and chat with 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 those judgmental glasses.”

words left him swallowing his protests. Mirabella sat curled up on the couch with a book, her focus undisturbed even as Emmitt took a seat beside her. He watched her, his expression dimming, assuming she was intentionally

atmosphere was broken by the sounds of the television. Mirabella glanced up briefly before returning

dignity by speaking first. So, he flipped through channels

halting his restless channel surfing. Summer, a dynamic pop singer known for her stage presence and central role in her group, was gracing the screen. Even Emmitt, who seldom watched such programs, couldn’t help but be

As the center of her group, Summer was