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

Chapter 1190

Delilah didn't waste a second. She tugged Mirabella right into the swanky hair salon at the end of the hall.

Mirabella, who was already kicking herself for leaving the house, had to endure five long hours of what felt like pure torture. By the time it was over, she was just glad she'd survived it.

"You look stunning, sweetheart," Delilah said, arms folded, gazing at her daughter's new hairdo with obvious pride.

Mirabella's once long, straight black hair had been transformed into a chic, wavy French bob. Her bangs were stylishly curled, and the natural coffee-brown hue of her hair made her fair skin glow even more. With a slight arch of her brow, there was a newfound edge to her look.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Mirabella wasn't quite sure how she felt about it, despite the money spent.

Her phone buzzed with a message. She glanced down at a text from James and quickly typed back, "All done."

She'd been chatting with James on Messenger to kill time during the seemingly endless hair session.

at her reply and typed back,

her ear, glanced at Delilah, who was busy at the cashier, and replied, "Nah,

about a

capturing the moment just right. She sent it

but grin

turned back, she saw Mirabella smiling at her phone. "What's got

showing a transaction alert on her screen. She stood up, asking,

knew suggesting another shopping spree

they got home, it was pushing 9 p.m. After dinner, Mirabella headed to her

quickly freshened up, then logged onto The Mirror website to check the responses to her ad about selling medication. There were

she

After a moment's hesitation, she picked it up and saw it was from Zane. Sitting up

called her through voice