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.”

drawn–out “Hmm,” clearly

who had been tipped off by the bosses, was waiting at the entrance. He

glance at her mother was

steadied herself, then nodded at the manager before turning to

awkwardly to the side. Was

sensing her experiences of a modest life slipping away. After

to our booth,” Delilah instructed the manager, sending him a discreet signal to

grasp the underlying dynamics, he was adept at reading the room. He quickly excused

the manager’s response, Delilah led her daughter upstairs to their private booth.

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was spacious, its interior as lavish as the rest

extravagance.