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

Chapter 125

Catherine had her little tricks to mask her emotions, and Mirabella knew them all too well.

Mirabella Idly twirled a lock of damp hair that had fallen over her shoulder. Her voice was nonchalant. “Look at you, all gutsy now, sneaking back to your hometown without a peep.”

At that, Catherine chuckled nervously, a hint of fear in her voice. “Well, I wasn’t alone. Mr. James arranged for someone to bring me back.”

Mirabella let out a soft snort. “You just met the guy. What if he tricked you? Where would I find another grandma like you?”

Catherine felt a sour lump in her throat, suppressing the discomfort as she whispered, “I know James is a good man.”

“Don’t pull a vanishing act on me again, okay? If you want to go somewhere, just tell me. Do you really think I’d stop you?”

her voice was more serious than ever. “With me here, no one will ever force you to stay

had always wanted to move Catherine to the city, but Catherine was reluctant. If it hadn’t been for Mirabella returning to the Davis family, Catherine probably wouldn’t have agreed to move. It was her own selfishness that made Catherine

you trouble again, don’t worry about my feelings. Do what you have to do, and don’t

flatly. “So, all this heartache of yours is because you overthink

emotions, Catherine hurriedly said, “Alright, alright, it’s getting late. I’m off to bed.” Without waiting for Mirabella to bid her goodnight, she

She picked up the hairdryer and continued drying her

just finished drying her hair. She swept it

frameless glasses. He pressed his lips into a slight smile and asked,

surprised, then

stepped aside, tilting his chin toward the stairwell. “Come on, I’ll whip up something for you to eat.” After a brief pause, he added, “Emmitt’s gone. No need to worry about

Chapter 125

Mirabella accepted,