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

Chapter 1149

"What's got you so deep in thought? You're even frowning," Shawn asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, it's nothing," Emmitt replied with a slight smile, glancing out towards the driveway. He casually added, "By the way, is Mom home?"

"Yeah, she's watching TV."

Emmitt nodded, slipping his hands into his pockets as he mulled things over. "Hey, Dad, do you know much about Mom's side of the family?"

Shawn looked a bit taken aback, "Why are you bringing this up now?"

Noting his father's reaction, Emmitt realized he might know something. He pulled out a business card. "Someone from the Cunningham family visited me this morning."

Shawn's eyes narrowed slightly at the sight of Austin's name embossed in gold on the card. "What did they want?"

"They said Donald Cunningham is critically ill and asked if Mom could visit..." Emmitt relayed the message, then asked, "Why did Mom leave the Cunningham family in the first place?"

Shawn took the card, his voice turning icy, "Aside from your mom, there's not a decent person in the Cunningham family."

Emmitt had seen his father so cold, a stark contrast to his usual warm

turned and

a moment before following

living room, Delilah was surprised to

simply nodded, "Work was slow

replied, though she noticed something was

to Delilah, his hands behind his back, still holding the

passed, and while the Cunningham family was rarely

a soft sigh, Shawn motioned towards the bedroom, "Honey, I

raised slightly, her smile faltering

soon

**

that evening, around eight o'clock at the hotel, Austin sat on the suite's sofa, arms

calls from the Cunningham family, there hadn't been any from unfamiliar

watch and looked at Austin, "Looks like Miss Mira isn't coming."

give her a call?" Jules