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

Chapter 342

When the final bell rang at Parkside High School, it was Shawn behind the wheel of a shiny new car, waiting outside the school. The sleek vehicle was hard to miss, and it wasn’t long before it caught the envious glances of passing students.

Inside the car, Shawn grew restless. Boredom got the better of him, so he stepped out to pace the sidewalk. His gaze frequently darted toward the school’s main entrance.

Mirabella had been held up by a last–minute visit to her homeroom teacher’s office, so she was a little behind schedule.

Meanwhile, Summer, with practice on her schedule, had been one of the first to leave the building. Her personal car was nowhere in sight, so she slipped on her sunglasses and sauntered toward the curb. She had barely taken a few steps when she caught sight of Shawn not too far away. Her stride faltered momentarily.

Ever since Mirabella came back, Summer hadn’t sought out her former foster parents. Their coldness during the airport reunion, when she had brought Mirabella home, left a sour taste in her mouth.

She had half–expected the occasional phone call from her foster parents, but silence reigned instead. To them, it seemed she had never existed.

Readjusting her sunglasses as if nothing was amiss, she pretended not

her foster father would see her and approach. But that hope lingered and faded, until her assistant’s voice broke through her

The assistant had stepped out of

grip on her designer handbag tightened, a clear sign of her agitation. She glanced at her assistant and then back at Shawn,

her assistant. Her tone was edged with impatience – a contrast to the gentle image she usually

Summer stood her

seen her. The coldness of her foster parents seemed to surpass that of her own power–hungry biological

side and called out to him. “You’re a bit late today.” Shawn commented casually as he opened the passenger door for his daughter.

few minutes teacher wanted a word,” Mirabella replied lightly before

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