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

Chapter 102

“Shawn, what are you staring at?” Delilah asked, noticing her husband fixated on the cabinet next to them, a curious tinge coloring her voice,

Shawn, of course, wasn’t about to reveal the true wanderings of his mind. He leisurely shifted his gaze away from the cabinet, his voice revealing nothing out of the ordinary, “Just wondering if having the cabinet here is messing with the room’s energy flow,”

Delilah felt exasperated at his words, her tone laced with sarcasm as she retorted, “Seems to me you’re the one blocking the energy flow standing there.”

Shawn was indeed beside the TV stand, and while he had kept a decent shape over the years, a lack of exercise meant he was a bit on the fuller side. Thankfully, his height meant that even a little extra width didn’t make him look too out of shape.

Hearing his wife’s Jab, he feigned injury and shuffled aside, lamenting, “Ah, to think I was quite the looker back in my day.”

He turned to his daughter, Mirabella. “Honey, you got any of those diet shakes?”

brow twitched. “Dad, you just need to exercise. How about joining

pretty spry as it is. No need for morning jogs.” After decades without exercise, running was practically a death sentence for him. No way, he’d rather stay a little round.

isn’t half bad,” Delilah chimed in,

open the nearby

husband’s actions with a puzzled murmur, “What’s Shawn up to now?”

just smirked enigmatically. The old man was still

10 a.m., the BrainSpark Nationals city–level prelim

out her phone, tapping into the website while rapidly asking, “Queen Mira,

search. Perhaps due to the slow update of the website data and the sheer number of inquiries, the page took a while to load. When the score

Queen Mira, you’re a genius! Two hundred points!”

were 60 points, making the total possible. score 210. Mirabella had scored

of genius