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

Chapter 522

The last thing Shawn wanted was to scare his daughter with the knowledge that several bodyguards were shadowing her every move. Better to leave some stones unturned.

Clearing his throat, Shawn steered the conversation in a lighter direction. “How did the commercial shoot with Leo go today?”

“It went alright,” Mirabella replied, cradling her mug with slender, artistically elegant fingers. “We might need to take a few more shots in a couple of days, but that should wrap it up.” She was blissfully unaware of the storm brewing on Twitter, where images of her and Leo’s ad shoot had gone viral, topping the trending charts.

Glancing around the room, Mirabella asked, “Leo’s not back yet?”

“Nope.” The mention of Leo brought a hint of disdain to Shawn’s face. His absence was a welcome reprieve.

Mirabella’s phone buzzed discreetly in her pocket. Setting her cup on the nearby table, she checked the message- a bank transfer notification. Her eyebrows arched in mild surprise. Nikolai’s patient had settled the consultation fee much sooner than she’d anticipated.

Pocketing the phone, her mood lifted. “Dad, what’s for dinner? Oh, and where’s Mom?”

with friends. We can order from the… get some delivery.” Shawn swallowed the last word, ‘restaurant, hoping

an eyebrow. “Why don’t we order from our own restaurant? The food’s

agreement, then inadvertently asked,

business ventures extended beyond just one.

through Shawn. He’d let something slip. Shawn turned his head away in a feeble attempt to hide his guilt; it wasn’t long before he faced her again, probing, “How did you know about our diners? I was sure I’d kept it under wraps.” A leak

had that blind date, we ended up at the exclusive restaurant,”

wonder that little

his nose, he couldn’t

**

later, at the Reeves

morning, Dane came to Owen’s room to check his pulse and

is Mr. Owen faring now?” Johnny, who had been