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

Chapter 96

In the bustling heart of the city, Shawn arrived at a renowned seafood bistro with his wife and daughter in tow. As they stepped out of the car, Mirabella took in the opulent decor of the establishment, her gaze lingering on the details that screamed expensive taste.

Shawn went off to park the car, and Delilah, after taking a few steps, noticed her daughter hadn’t followed. She turned, a puzzled look on her face. “Mira, what’s holding you back?”

Mirabella blinked, her tone earnest. “I was just wondering how much a meal here costs. We’re not exactly rolling in dough.”

Delilah couldn’t help but laugh at her daughter’s remark. “Don’t you worry about it. Even if we dined here every single night, I could still afford it,” she reassured. After all, they owned the place.

Still, their daughter had always been under the impression they were strapped for cash, which both Delilah and her husband found rather amusing, so they hadn’t bothered to set the record straight.

Half–joking, Mirabella replied, “I’ve got this sneaky suspicion you’re keeping things from me.” Like, how come they were supposedly poor, but it looked like they were anything but?

Clearing her throat, Delilah deflected, “Nonsense, darling.”

“Hmm,” clearly not

was waiting at the entrance.

shot up. Her glance at her mother was heavy with implication as if to say. “Is this what you

steadied herself, then nodded at the manager before turning to her

side. Was the boss‘ wife commending

as she observed the ever–bowing manager and the grandeur behind him, sensing her experiences of a modest

Delilah instructed the manager, sending him

the manager didn’t quite grasp the underlying dynamics, he was adept at reading the room. He quickly excused himself and made sure the

led her daughter upstairs to their private

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its interior as lavish as the rest of the place,

extravagance.