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

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Chapter 401

was carrying a paper bag, his grip firm yet casual. As he caught sight of his sister, he quickly stashed it Wind his back, cutting off her line of sight. “Ah, I’m not heading out, just thinking of taking a stroll around

block

Mirabella’s delicate features were etched with suspicion. She glanced at the hand he had concealed and

Ild, “Oh, well, enjoy your walk then.” With that, she stepped aside, clearing the path with a considerate and sweet demeanor.

Zach stood rooted to the spot, torn between going and staying since he never intended to take a walk in the first place.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow. “Zach?”

“I suddenly don’t feel like walking anymore,” he blurted out, pivoting back toward the house.

in the living room, Shawn, noticing Zach’s swift return, set his tea cup aside and asked with a tinge of curiosity. “Weren’t you

gaze shifting to his retreating figure. Her eyes narrowed, landing on the paper bag in his hand. Was he

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the scrutiny from behind, Zach felt a flicker of guilt and, without turning around, mumbled

his head in

exuding none of the frailty her gender might suggest. She lazily slung an arm over his shoulder. ‘Zach, how about I accompany you to the neighbors‘

to face Mirabella, whose expression seemed harmless

would’ve thought he’d be intimidated by his sister, who was always so well–behaved and adorable? It was a

placed the fruit

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of inner turmoil, held his

cups of coffee, put one back on the tray. He looked at his

arm from Zach’s shoulder to sit down beside Shawn.

coffee for himself, Mira and his wife.