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

Chapter 446

Over at the house, Mirabella walked in to find Donald and Shawn deep in a game of chess in the living room. “Hey there,” she greeted politely as she approached them.

Donald paused, a chess piece in hand, and glanced up at Mirabella. “Do you play?” he

asked.

Leaning casually against the armrest of the sofa, Mirabella replied in a nonchalant tone, “Nope.”

“Oh,” Donald muttered, his interest waning. He returned his focus to the game, his gaze intense as if nothing else mattered.

Mirabella shot Donald a sidelong glance. The man was quite the actor, pretending to be so engrossed in the game.

At that moment, Shawn looked up at his daughter. Then, turning towards the doorway, he asked, “Honey, where’s Zach? You’re all by yourself.”

“Zach’s got to work late these next few days, so he won’t be staying over,” Mirabella answered, her voice steady. In her mind, though, she figured Zach was just dodging another matchmaking setup at home, using this lame excuse to stay away.

Shawn’s face softened at her response, despite a flicker of suspicion that Zach’s sudden overtime was a bit odd. He didn’t dwell on it, though. One less thorn in his side at home was a pleasant thought.

freeloading. We aren’t exactly rolling in dough here. Can’t

expression complex. If she hadn’t gone out to lunch with Zach at the restaurant earlier, she

all the priceless antiques

with a couple of text messages.

at the

on your own, or do I need to send someone

pocketing the phone. A simple call to Mirabella while forgetting to turn off his

your move,” Shawn said with a smile, bringing Donald back from his thoughts.

on the chessboard. After a brief pause,

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“You know what, Shawn, I think I’ll call

grandson’s

Donald

about to head upstairs, overheard the exchange and turned around, a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Just

card.