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.

irk him with her antics. Even when she aced a competition, he only briefly saw her in

felt eerily similar to that past incident. But in the end, he had to

took her, how would you judge?” But his

point in explaining when you knew you wouldn’t be believed? If he was in her

and forced a wry

—

grabbed the hairdryer and her charging phone, holding down the power button. In seconds,

off the hairdryer, and dialed Catherine. This time, there was no cold, disconnected tone.

call connected.

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

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