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

Chapter 1484

James didn't eat much. After putting down his fork, he casually asked, "Was that a call from your brother?"

Mirabella nodded, paused for two seconds, and then added, "It's okay if we head back late."

Hearing this, the corners of James's lips lifted in an almost imperceptible smile, his eyes dark and striking against his fair skin.

He signaled for the waiter to come over so they could pay the bill.

*

When Mirabella got home, half an hour had passed. Her usually pale cheeks were now tinged with pink, especially her lips, which were as red and vibrant as roses blooming on a winter's branch.

Delilah took a closer look at her daughter, feeling that the girl seemed somewhat different after just one outing. Her gaze suddenly fell on Mirabella's neck, and she asked with a hint of suspicion, "Honey, did you wear a scarf when you went out?"

Mirabella, without changing her expression, adjusted the scarf around her neck and replied, "Yes, I did."

"Really?" Delilah felt there was still something off.

her daughter owning such a

to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cold cola. The icy beverage slid down her

always spoke the truth, Delilah didn't pursue the

and decided not to watch the New Year's special on

sound of fireworks seemed to reach its peak outside Mirabella pulled back the curtains, gazing at the brilliant fireworks lighting up the night sky, feeling a bit

back to the times when Catherine

they would cuddle together in the

watching

lump

echoed from somewhere, and at the stroke of midnight, her whispered, "Happy New Year, Grandma," was drowned out by the sound

fireworks outside.

her phone rang on the table. Mirabella stood by the window for a

James's

had started to well up inside Mirabella

was a knock on the door. Mirabella looked up, quickly hung