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

grip upon hearing

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

her a glance, signaling her to bide her time. He was no stranger to Mr. Hammond, so he addressed him directly. His

words carried an air of authenticity, especially when he touched upon Mirabella’s academic performance, emphasizing her struggles. “To be frank, my foster daughter’s grades were at the bottom of the barrel back in our hometown. But now, she insists on joining this national competition. I as a father

with a barely perceptible sneer playing at the corners of his mouth. Just as Colton was gearing up to add more,

guard, Colton nodded, “Indeed, I won’t lie – she barely got accepted into the county high school after a lot of… effort

was clear to any discerning ear it hinted at monetary

his fair treatment of students through Colton’s words, found. himself frowning deeper with each passing moment. Cheating in a competition was one

peculiar expressions on both Mr. Hammond and

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