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 to notice Shawn and continued

see her and approach. But that

out of the car to open the

her designer handbag tightened, a clear sign of her agitation. She glanced at her assistant and then back at Shawn, who seemed to be pacing

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

stood her ground. Finally, she saw Mirabella emerge, even

noticed her. She refused to believe Shawn hadn’t seen her. The coldness of her foster parents seemed to surpass that

out to him. “You’re a bit late today.” Shawn

wanted a word,” Mirabella

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