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?”

Mirabella’s gaze softened, and her voice was more serious than ever. “With me here, no one will ever force you to

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 live unhappily in the city for this time. She wanted to take care of Catherine for the sake of her body’s original owner, but she had overlooked whether the old lady wanted

in agreement, “If Mandy gives you trouble again, don’t worry about my feelings. Do what you have to do, and don’t

this heartache of

late. I’m off to bed.” Without waiting for Mirabella to bid her goodnight, she hung

phone down. She picked up the hairdryer and continued drying her hair. Soon, there was a

She swept it back casually and headed to the door.

usual frameless glasses. He pressed his lips into a slight

looked surprised, then

stairwell. “Come on, I’ll whip up something for you to eat.” After a brief pause, he added, “Emmitt’s

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fuss, Mirabella accepted,