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

Chapter 150

It took every ounce of patience for Summer to make it to the last period of study hall. She seized the opportunity to concoct an excuse about needing to return to her artist camp for training. With a slightly hesitant request, she approached Morgan for a leave of absence.

Morgan, who typically frowned upon students making a habit of ducking out early, was nonetheless swayed by the noticeable uptick in Summer’s recent test scores and granted her

the pass.

Stepping through the school gates, the day’s accumulated pressure began to dissipate. Summer slipped on her mask and sunglasses, blending into the crowd as she paused at the curb. Her fingers danced over her phone, eventually landing on a familiar number – Zach Davis. She hesitated for a moment before hitting the call button. Zach, who was currently wrapped up in court proceedings, had entrusted his phone to his assistant, a guardian of his privacy. The assistant knew the significance of a call from a personal number and didn’t answer when Summer’s attempts came through.

After two unanswered calls, Summer didn’t bother trying again. A wry smile played on her lips, hidden beneath her shades, as her eyes flashed with a knowing darkness.

Had the years of comradery truly fallen short against the weight of blood ties? Had it come to the point where even her calls went ignored? Mirabella really was quite the force to be reckoned with.

Summer flagged down a

an hour later…

class this afternoon?” Emmitt dismissed his secretary and poured a glass of water for

on the table as she spoke warmly. “The last period was just study hall, nothing too pressing. I was hoping to catch lunch with Zach, but he

was a tinge of disappointment in her voice, which didn’t escape Emmitt’s notice. He glanced at his watch

been ages since we all got together. Why don’t you give Zach a ring

a few days ago. After a brief pause, he replied, “He seems swamped these days. Let’s not bother him for now. We can plan

set it down. “Sure, that works too.” After a pause, she added, “I just don’t

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do you mean?” Emmitt’s brow furrowed, not quite catching

incident last time, Mira’s been avoiding me. And now Zach

wrong impression.”