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

Chapter 192

On the other end of the phone, Shawn was stepping outside a cozy cafe where he had been catching up with some old buddies. “Oh, we changed the locks at the house a while back. Why do you ask? Are you heading back home for something?”

What? Wasn’t that his home, too?

Leo furrowed his brow in confusion. He was always a bit of a straightforward thinker, and though he sensed something odd, he didn’t dwell on it, simply stating, “I’m thinking of moving back in for a while.”

Shawn’s mood soured instantly. “Don’t you have your own place? The house isn’t exactly a mansion. Where are we going to fit everyone?”

Holding the phone, Leo’s face wore a look of bewilderment. Their duplex might not have been a sprawling estate, but at over 400 square meters, it was hardly small.

“Alright, I’m not gonna talk about this now. I’m busy, gotta go.” Shawn quickly ended the call without giving his youngest son another chance to speak.

Back in the day, his children weren’t interested in staying at home, but now, they are all interested in moving back.

was unfortunate, cuz Shawn wasn’t interested

its smile as he

longest time. Why did it seem like his dad wasn’t exactly

head, be glanced at the luggage beside him, feeling as if

front door, looking utterly forlorn and abandoned, she almost wondered if she

why aren’t you inside?” Mirabella asked, regaining her

his cap back and attempting to stand, only to realize his legs had stiffened from squatting so long. He leaned on the door

massaging his stiff muscles, figuring he

sheepishly, his ear turning a shade

asked, puzzled. Usually, their housekeeper Marian would have already

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paused, then shook his head. “I rang the doorbell, but no one’s

a few seconds of thought, Mirabella suggested, “Maybe Marian took the

out her keys and swiftly unlocked the front door. Then she turned her attention to Leo’s luggage bag, effortlessly picked it up, and headed inside..