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

Chapter 124

Shawn stood up, grabbed the cellphone from the floor, and placed it on the coffee table. Without

a word, he just patted his eldest son on the shoulder and walked away.

Delilah let out a disappointed sigh. “You’re just too hard on Mira. She’s your sister, not a stranger. But you’re always so reluctant to trust her a little more. Take tonight, for instance. If you’d just kept your cool, things wouldn’t have blown up like this.”

Emmitt’s hand, hanging by his side, clenched tighter. His face twisted in a grimace of shame and embarrassment. When he had received Summer’s tearful call earlier that night, he’d rushed to judgment against Mirabella without a second thought. He was convinced in his gut that his sister was nothing but trouble. Even if she did have a close bond with Summer’s grandma, surely whisking her away without a heads–up was not okay, right?

And now what?

A self–mocking smile flickered across Emmitt’s lips. After all his bluster and accusations, it had all been a big misunderstanding.

to do nothing but irk him with her antics. Even when she aced a competition, he only briefly saw her in a new light before

to that past incident. But in the end, he had to admit

saying, “If I told you I wasn’t the one who took her, how would you judge?” But his first instinct had

when you knew you wouldn’t be believed? If he was in her shoes, he wouldn’t bother to explain either.

face and forced a wry smile.

—

out of the shower, with her hair still dripping wet, Mirabella grabbed the hairdryer and her charging phone, holding down the power button. In seconds, it came to life, bombarded with a flurry of texts and missed calls, including

turned off the hairdryer, and dialed Catherine. This time, there was no

call connected.

silent. The line was filled only with faint breathing. After a long pause, Mirabella softly called out,

12:15

UnaBret 1.24.