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

Chapter 553

“Mirabella, what in the world did Mr. James give you this time?” Zach inquired, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Mirabella paused mid–step, her eyebrows arched in amusement. “So you’re finally admitting your French is a bit rusty?”

“Look, I didn’t major in French,” Zach retorted, a little defensively.

With a sly smile, Mirabella nodded. “Ah yes, the classic excuse of the culturally challenged.”

Zach was rendered speechless by her academic jibe.

Soon after, they entered their home.

Shawn, waiting in the living room, narrowed his eyes as the siblings walked in. He turned to Zach and said, “Zach, come here, let’s have a little heart–to–heart.”

mention of a ‘heart–to–heart,‘ Zach shuddered involuntarily. Unsure of what he’d done to irk his old man this

for a moment before coldly withdrawing her

his dear old dad was not an option if he wanted to walk away on two

“I might have

is it?” Zach asked, desperate

casually walked over to the fridge, pulled open the door, and pointed inside. “This.”

eyes landed on the massive onion. He was

a serious expression, Mirabella offered, “Zach, this is the only thing that can save you

who had always seemed so understanding and sweet. She was

to notice his expression, grabbed a soda from the fridge shelf, twisted the cap off, and took a sip. With raised eyebrows, she teased, “Or shall I carry the onion over for

was speechless. He was seriously contemplating running away from home at this point.

the living room, Shawn’s voice called out again, prompting Zach to

door frame, Mirabella’s lips curled into a small, satisfied smile. She pulled out her phone