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

Chapter 131

Shawn swallowed the last bite of his breakfast sandwich, with a furrow forming in his brow as he mulled over Mirabella’s question. “I do know of a place that sells herbs in bulk. Is that what you’re looking for?”

Mirabella nodded.

His curiosity was aroused. Shawn couldn’t help but probe further, “What’s got you suddenly interested in a herbal market?”

Sipping her oatmeal with a calm that belied her father’s growing interest, Mirabella answered, “I need to stock up on some herbs. They’re useful.”

Shawn, noting his daughter’s terse response, pondered for a moment before letting the subject drop. “Remember, the credit card I gave you has plenty of funds. Don’t be shy about using it.”

A wry smile flickered across Mirabella’s lips as she acknowledged with a noncommittal hum, “I know.”

Watching his daughter, who seemed to have let his advice go in one ear and out the other. Shawn felt a little wistful. Back when Summer was part of the household, she would concoct all sorts of reasons to ask for money. Though financially comfortable, Shawn and his wife didn’t want to spoil her into entitlement. They had always controlled her allowance and kept the family’s wealth under wraps.

excuse Summer used to leave without a second thought, returning to the lavish lifestyle of her wealthy biological parents. The irony was not lost on

help but notice the stark contrast. Despite a life of hardships, Mirabella, now back home, had yet to splurge or even touch the money they offered her. She lived as though they were

both pride and heartache. Their smart and sweet little girl must have endured so much to become who she was now. He and his wife had resolved to fulfill her every wish, to compensate for the years of absence and emotional

untouched black credit card he had given

glanced at her father with a hint of concern.

at her

school grounds, she was summoned to the office for

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like the umpteenth time this semester. The classmate who relayed the message discreetly warned her that Ms. Annette was in a foul mood and advised

blowups.