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

Chapter 415

Mirabella, tangled in a web of confusing relations, suddenly blurted out, “Mom, who is this old… Who exactly is he?”

Delilah glanced up at her daughter. “Sweety, you don’t recognize your Grandpa from back

home?”

Grandpa from back home? Yeah, right, since when? She was raised by her grandma, and there was no grandpa in the picture.

Rubbing her temples, Mirabella started, “No, it’s not that-”

But before she could finish, Donald chimed in, “Maybe I should be going. I’m just an old country bumpkin, dirty and all. I understand if Mira doesn’t want me around.” With that, he shakily reached for his cane next to him, struggling to stand up as if ready to leave.

Mirabella was flabbergasted. What an actor!

“Oh, please, it’s not like that at all,” Both Delilah and Shawn rose to their feet, helping

back onto the

easy for him to come all the way

Shawn, who usually spoiled his daughter, couldn’t help but give Mirabella a look of mild reproach as if to say, how could you treat an elder like

two words yet, was

parents.

quickly telling Mirabella to keep him company before they headed to the

to Donald, stared him dead in the eye without a trace of

could run off? Do you think the world works like that?” In other words, there was no way she was getting rid of him that

Donald’s demeanor switch in an instant, Mirabella felt a pulse throbbing at her temple.

How could a frail old

look, cut straight to the chase. “Fine,

find my

house?”

rephrased her question, gazing directly at Donald. “Or rather, what’s your purpose for tracking me down? Don’t give me that grandpa story. We