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?”

gaze softened, and her voice was more serious than ever. “With me

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

you trouble again, don’t worry about my feelings. Do

this heartache of

weigh on her emotions, Catherine hurriedly said, “Alright, alright, it’s getting late. I’m off

dial tone, chuckled, shook her head, and set the phone down. She picked up the hairdryer

just finished drying her hair. She swept it back casually and headed

his hands behind his back, more scholarly without his usual frameless glasses. He pressed his lips into a slight smile and asked, “Haven’t had dinner

looked surprised, then

to eat.” After

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accepted, “Well, thanks,