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.

Shawn, noticing Zach’s swift return, set his tea cup aside and asked with a tinge of curiosity. “Weren’t you going to visit the neighbors

his retreating figure. Her eyes narrowed, landing on the paper bag in his hand. Was he not out for

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scrutiny from behind, Zach felt a flicker of guilt and, without turning around, mumbled to Shawn, “It’s gotten too late. I’ll go

late, but you wouldn’t listen.” Shawn shook his head in mild reproof. Zach was speechless. Great, his dad was the master of

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

her touch, Zach nearly jerked away on reflex. Turning to face Mirabella, whose expression seemed

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

fruit, observed her daughter and son standing close in a seemingly affectionate exchange. She placed the fruit

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wearing a look of inner

coffee, put one back on the tray. He looked at his daughter with a gentle expression.

obediently nodded, withdrawing her arm from Zach’s shoulder

himself, Mira and his wife.