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.

Shawn wasn’t interested in having them back anymore.

regained its smile as he returned to

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

be glanced at the luggage beside him, feeling as if his family had cast

got home from school and found Leo squatting by the front door, looking utterly forlorn and abandoned, she almost wondered if she had walked up to the wrong

Mirabella asked, regaining

up, pushing the brim of his cap back and attempting to stand, only to realize his legs had stiffened from squatting so

him up, massaging his stiff muscles, figuring he

the keys,” Leo admitted sheepishly, his ear turning a shade redder as he

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

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shook his head. “I rang the doorbell, but no one’s home.”

suggested,

door. Then she turned her attention to Leo’s luggage bag, effortlessly