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?

Hammond didn’t turn around. His gaze was fixed outside, and his voice

loosened Summer’s tense grip upon hearing

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

Colton 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

“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 made the

with a barely perceptible sneer playing at the corners of his mouth. Just as Colton was gearing

accepted into the county high

of “effort” was clear to any discerning ear it hinted at monetary

through Colton’s words, found. himself frowning deeper with each passing moment. Cheating in a competition was one thing. but bragging about

observing the peculiar expressions on both

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