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

Chapter 161

Delilah eyed the middle–aged man blocking their path with a flicker of recognition, but she couldn’t quite place where she’d seen him before. Puzzled, she inquired, “And you are?”

“The lady of the house has requested the pleasure of your company at the café up ahead,” the middle–aged man replied, his manner polite yet laced with an undercurrent of haughtiness that was unmistakable. He was the Gilbert family’s butler.

Delilah narrowed her eyes slightly. “The lady of the house?”

The butler nodded, maintaining a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing, “Mrs. Gilbert. Miss Mirabella’s adoptive mother.”

Delilah’s expression darkened ever so slightly, “What does she want with us?”

“I’m not entirely privy to the details, but if you accompany me, all shall be revealed,” the butler said smoothly, stepping aside but clearly not intending to leave without escorting them.

Delilah frowned, her disdain for Mandy palpable. Mandy’s airs of a high–society matron grated on Delilah, not to mention Mandy’s past mistreatment of Mirabella. Without hesitation, Delilah declined, “I’m sorry, but we’re short on time.”

“The matter Mrs. Gilbert wishes to discuss pertains to Miss Mirabella.”

Shawn placed a reassuring hand

shall honor her request

he gestured

at her husband, annoyance lacing her voice, “I really don’t want to see that

woman.”

offered a reassuring smile, “You could wait

kind of stunt she’s trying to pull now,” Delilah snorted,

to the butler.

at a window–side table on the right. As Delilah and Shawn approached, they overheard Mandy instructing,

makeup was impeccable, her voice indifferent as she gave her orders. Delilah gave Mandy a once–over, her internal verdict succinct – pretentious.

made his way to

finally turned her attention to Delilah, envy flickering

youth and maintained