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

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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

to his retreating figure. Her eyes narrowed, landing on the paper bag in his

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

mention it was getting late, but you wouldn’t listen.” Shawn shook his head in

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

Mirabella, whose expression seemed harmless enough,

and awkward. Who would’ve thought he’d be intimidated by his sister,

placed the fruit on the coffee table and remarked to her husband, “Zach

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look of inner turmoil, held his

on the tray. He looked at his daughter with a gentle expression.

her arm from

coffee for himself, Mira