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

Chapter 410

After getting home from James‘ place, Mirabella headed straight to her room. After a quick wash–up, without even cracking open a book, she sprawled out on her bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Post–acupuncture, she always required heaps of sleep to recover. So, she flung the unreasonable demands the scamming old man made over the phone, out of her mind like yesterday’s newspaper. Before hitting the hay, she had even set her phone to Do Not Disturb mode.

Therefore, poor Donald waited in the hospital for half a day. He was convinced that Mirabella’s soft heart would bring her to the hospital, arms laden with goodies. Instead, he was left watching the clock hands complete lap after lap… until 11 PM came and went. There was no shadow of Mirabella, not even a buzz from the phone.

Donald’s mustache practically bristled with indignation. “What kind of girl is she? Not an ounce of compassion!” Fuming, Donald fished out his phone and dialed Mirabella’s

number.

The phone rang off the hook until an automated voice signaled the call had gone unanswered. Donald mashed the end call button with a forceful thumb.

Just then, the silence of the hospital room was broken by a grumbling tummy. Donald looked down, feeling quite sorry for himself, and patted his belly.

He was so starving.

But then he thought, “If I’m asleep, I won’t feel hungry.” With that, he laid back down, pulled the blanket over himself, and closed his eyes, trying to sleep.

the covers and sat up, irritated. He glanced at the nightstand, where a lone apple remained in the fruit bowl – the last of

teeth itch with acidity, and he mentally tallied a

girl was proving to be anything but sweet.

no–good, ungrateful son. Cold–blooded

**

The next day.

for her phone

button, she was greeted with a low battery

1/2

10:29

again. She squinted in confusion; just last night, it had been

the covers, she got out of bed, plugged her phone in to charge, and donned her

up, she didn’t bother with the phone again and

flown out to a neighboring state for a music video shoot the day before, so only her parents and Zach were at the breakfast table. Mirabella greeted the trio and pulled up

had been chatting

what, you have to go on that blind date this Saturday,”

of her milk when she heard her mom’s words