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

Chapter 375

I’ve poured my heart into raising you, and you go and do something that drags the Gilbert family name through the mud. How could you do this to me?” Mandy’s face was raging. like thunder as she berated her daughter, her voice heavy with disappointment.

Summer’s lips twitched into a faint, wry smile. “What have I done? I’m a victim here, too, Mom. Can’t you at least try to get the full story before you jump to conclusions?”

“You said to someone over the phone last night that everything was under control, and now it turns out you were planning something evil again,” Aiden interjected, shaking his head in disbelief as he approached.

Summer shot Aiden a frosty glance, knowing full well that her mother’s fury had something to do with her meddling brother.

At that moment, Mandy’s voice carried through the tension. “If I hadn’t figured out what was going on, I wouldn’t have slapped you earlier. Your phone conversation with that person is all over the internet now. How do you plan to explain that? The Gilbert family’s reputation is in tatters because of you. What’s your excuse?”

Summer pressed her lips together tightly, her hands clenching at her sides. Reputation, reputation–it was always about reputation with her mother. In her mother’s eyes, nothing and no one could ever trump the family’s image.

“If you’ve already made up your mind about what happened online, why bother asking me at all? What difference does it make?” Summer said with a light chuckle, masking the hurt. “What kind of attitude is that?” Mandy frowned.

of her mother’s hand vivid on her cheek. Her face, already worn thin from stress, looked even more

violence.

a moment before relenting. “Enough. Have your agency take care of the mess online. We can’t have the Gilbert family’s name tarnished because of

eyes deepening. She soon pulled her gaze away

doing. What does it have to do with me?” If she didn’t keep stirring up

gave him a blank look and walked towards the mansion’s

phone, all from Collins. Puzzled, he dialed one

to reach me about

face weary from a night with little sleep but

“Yeah, I’m aware of what’s going

so you know already?” He had thought Leo might have missed the viral truth bomb on Twitter

to the floor–to–ceiling windows and drew the curtains. “Yeah, Zach’s