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

Chapter 222

Mr. Hammond’s gaze flickered with a hint of something different upon hearing Summer’s explanation. His mouth curled into a half–smile before he turned and walked to the window, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

“I’m rather curious to know what your father would have to say about all this,” he remarked with a detached tone.

Summer watched Mr. Hammond’s silhouette against the window, with a flicker of unease stirring in her heart. Yet, recalling her father’s reassuring text message, she allowed herself to

relax.

Morgan considered for a moment before suggesting. “Should we invite Miss Mirabella to join us? To clarity things face–to–face?”

To have her witness how her foster family slandered her?

fixed outside, and his voice was

grip upon

at the school, stepping into the office with a genial smile on his broad, square–jawed face. “Apologies for the

shot her a glance, signaling her to bide her time. He was no stranger to Mr. Hammond, so he addressed him directly. His voice was laden with regret. “Mr. Hammond, I’m truly sorry for the commotion caused by my foster daughter at the school. The

of the barrel back in our

Colton, with a barely perceptible sneer playing at the corners of his mouth. Just as Colton was gearing up to add more, Mr. Hammond interjected. “Are you suggesting Miss Mirabella is a poor student?”

won’t lie – she barely got accepted into the county high school after a lot

implication of “effort” was clear to any discerning

of students through Colton’s words, found. himself frowning deeper with each passing moment. Cheating in a competition was one thing. but bragging about bribing one’s way into high school was quite another.

expressions on both Mr.

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