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

Chapter 155

Shawn gleefully sauntered out of the kitchen with a glass of water in hand. His spirits were visibly lifted by the conversation he overheard. “A man’s gotta focus on his career, right?”

Zach had been wandering around the house for the past few evenings, constantly revolving around Mirabella, which was starting to get on Shawn’s nerves.

Delilah cast her husband a knowing glance, immediately catching onto his thinly veiled enthusiasm. “You got your way,” she said with a hint of amusement.

Shawn simply took a sip of his water, his eyes crinkling with a smile. Even though he had already eaten, he sat down at the dining table, cradling his glass, and quietly watched Mirabella eat her meal.

Despite being accustomed to her father’s watchful gaze, Mirabella couldn’t help but look up. “Dad?”

Shawn gently nudged the bowl of salad closer to her. “Eat up, kiddo. You study so hard every day. You’re getting all skin and bones.”

A twitch of helplessness flickered at the corner of Mirabella’s lips. Ever since she returned to the Davis household, she felt like she had been fed well enough to start rounding out at the cheeks. How could her dear old dad not see that?

hold back a laugh. “Oh, Shawn, give it a

What protest?” After asking, he turned his baffled gaze back to

shook her head and then rubbed her slightly sore shoulders. “Shawn, let the girl eat. Why

to the living room, where he

the other with tender eyes. while the other’s face was a picture of bliss. The atmosphere was so warm and fuzzy that it practically

kitchen, Mirabella stepped out to find Delilah had left the living room. Shawn was already preparing his special coffee set, steeping the

were about

you guys been up to lately?” she asked casually, settling onto the sofa and

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a vague response. “Oh, the company landed a

her beautiful eyes clearly skeptical. “Feels like you’re keeping something

his coffee. He coughed and asserted with feigned seriousness, “Honestly, what could we