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

Chapter 516

Mirabella had barely stepped beyond the manicured hedges of her family’s estate when her cellphone, tucked into the pocket of her

it was Shawn. denim jacket, began to buzz. She fished it out and glanced at the caller ID

She tapped the green icon and the sound of rustling leaves accompanied her father’s voice, “Kiddo, I thought you were home. Where’d you scurry off to?”

Mirabella paused mid–stride, and her brows knitted together in mild confusion. “How did you know I left?”

There was a moment’s hesitation from Shawn before he replied, trying to sound nonchalant, “I just caught a glimpse of you from the balcony.”

Something about his answer didn’t sit right with her, but she decided not to dwell on it. “I’m heading to the library to bury myself in some books,” she said.

mused, thinking of the Shepherd family’s Donald who was

when she felt

the conversation another thought. She hailed a cab and gave the driver the address of the central library.

by the comforting scent of old books. In her downtime, she snapped photos of several titles on

on receiving the message from Queen Mira, was pleasantly surprised. He browsed through the images, remembering their dinner conversation the night before when

because of his family’s Hammond heritage. Still, seeing Mirabella’s recommended reading, he silently thanked her and saved the

and promptly ordered the books. After all, if one was to be a renaissance man, why not broaden his horizons with a few more skills? With this newfound perspective, the idea of cooking suddenly seemed

“Hey, you know this girl?” he whispered, showing an

the screen with mild disinterest and then

wouldn’t,” his deskmate muttered,

clicked. He turned sharply back to