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

Chapter 101

Zach slightly twisted his neck, tipped his head back, and then rose from the couch, hips swaying to a rhythm only he could hear…

Just then, Delilah and Shawn, fresh from the kitchen, were met with the sight of their son gyrating like he was having a fit. “Zach, what on earth are you doing?” Delilah asked, utterly bewildered.

Wasn’t Zach always the epitome of decorum? What possessed him to indulge in such unseemly antics? It was utterly eye–watering!

Zach spun around, oblivious to his parents‘ expressions, his hips still swiveling as he spoke with a hint of excitement. “Mirabella gave me this bottle of pills, and man, the moment I took one, I felt like a million bucks! It’s like magic!”

Delilah’s mouth twitched. “Could you please maintain some decorum?”

“Flailing about like that… is just not dignified,” Shawn added with a hint of distaste.

Delilah approached and spotted a porcelain bottle on the coffee table, similar in shape to the one her daughter had given her, though a different color – presumably indicating a different effect.

sister’s remedies are quite miraculous indeed. My migraine of over a decade has been nearly cured,” Delilah remarked with a sense of wonder. She’d previously never paid much attention to her daughter’s medication. However, after taking it herself, she felt as if she had been

chimed in with

sofa. “Well, I was waiting

it really that miraculous?” He remembered his daughter had also given him a bottle… albeit with a somewhat ego–bruising

heard me complain about migraines lately?”

Shawn admitted, shaking his head.

her hands before her gaze returned to Zach. “What’s

his mother’s comment but couldn’t quite put his finger on it,

concern fading. As long as it didn’t interfere with

you get these pills?” Zach felt more animated than ever and couldn’t help

eyes dropped slightly, but she maintained her composure. “I

further.

strengthen without causing harm. It fortifies the foundation of your body with minimal side effects. But, of course, there’s a kernel of truth in the saying