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

Chapter 1507

Emily had meticulously dressed herself today, her presence exuding a strong, genteel air of literary grace.

However, upon seeing Emily's familiar face, Mirabella was momentarily taken aback, "Marian, you..."

She had encountered this lady before at James' doorstep, where she claimed she was looking for her son, even mentioning his name was Holmes.

Holmes...

Mirabella's gaze shifted abruptly back to James, standing next to Emily, their resemblance unmistakable.

A barely visible shiver ran through her cheeks.

Guessing that Mirabella still remembered her, Emily cleared her throat and suggested, "... Let's talk inside."

Mirabella obediently nodded, following Emily.

James, feeling somewhat overlooked, raised an eyebrow in thought, trailing behind with a gift box in hand.

Trevor stood up, greeting Mirabella

Donald beside Trevor, pausing for a moment before

being eighty, Donald was in

waved Mirabella over with a beaming smile, "Come here, my

to control her reaction, thought, Here we go again

oblivious to the subtle tension between the elder and the younger, simply took

ready in the kitchen, and Emily suggested,

proceeded to the

next to him, chatting away during the meal. Perhaps out of happiness, he even asked Trevor to open a bottle of red

her fair cheeks gaining a rosy hue, yet her eyes remained clear, seemingly

shortly after the meal and was helped back to his room by the

brought her

her. Although not a heavy

sat down beside her and, after a moment's thought, asked, "How's your thesis

Mirabella's