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

Chapter 1541

Yara noticed her mother's gaze and couldn't help but turn her head to look at her. When she saw the coldness on her face, it actually startled her. "Mom?"

It took a moment for Kitty to snap back from the events of the past year, and when she met her daughter's curious eyes, although she had managed to control her emotions, an unusualness was still evident.

"That girl just now, are you close with her?" Kitty asked.

Yara hesitated before nodding slightly, then quickly shook her head. "Not really close, we've just had a few interactions, that's all."

Kitty had already heard from her confidant, Jules, that her daughter knew Mirabella. Hearing her daughter's words now, she took a deep breath and said, "You're not in the same department, right? She must be approaching you on purpose."

Yara looked at her mother, puzzled. "Approaching me on purpose? Mom, what are you talking about? Even though we're not in the same department, it's not strange to get to know each other through various collaborative events."

Kitty didn't see it that way. She reached out to grasp Yara's arm firmly, saying with a serious tone, "Regardless, you must avoid contact with that girl in the future. She will bring you harm."

Especially after the incidents of the previous year, she harbored deep resentment towards Delilah's daughter, unable to uncover the power backing her, making her wary of provoking further trouble.

Yara's arm hurt from her mother's grip, but she ignored it. "Mom, do you know Mirabella?"

Kitty didn't want to explain further, only reiterating, "Remember what I said, avoid her at all costs. She's bad news."

With that, she let go of her hand.

found this strange, but no matter how much she

answer.

time or effort to understand; they bring you no benefit. What you should focus on now is your future, your

happiness made

should seize the opportunity with the

however, was

They had

Prestige College, and a

was approaching, passing

their

car.

Yara's expression subtly changed.

**

car had just stopped by the roadside outside Prestige

appeared at

walked over leisurely, opened the door,

said as she buckled her seatbelt, raising

my girlfriend should never be late," James

him a

car again, he asked, "Do you want

home once a week," Mirabella said, taking out her phone to send