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

Chapter 1609

The scene was set at an artificial lake on Riverside University's campus, quite a trek from the dining hall. By the time Mirabella arrived, Summer, who had been waiting with dwindling patience, was on the verge of losing her cool.

"I half-expected you to chicken out," Summer chuckled, her voice laced with mockery. With no prying eyes around, she dropped her pretense entirely.

"Hand over the phone," Mirabella demanded, her gaze icy and unwavering.

Summer couldn't hide her delight at seeing Mirabella drop her usual indifferent act. "What's with the change? Aren't you always playing the saint, looking down on the rest of us?" she teased.

Mirabella's response was a withering glare, but Summer wasn't fazed. She knew exactly why Mirabella was rattled.

Taking her time, Summer pulled out a bulky black phone from her pocket. The sight of it sent Mirabella's anger into overdrive, her eyes narrowing in a blaze of fury. It was the phone Catherine had used before her passing, the one that had eluded Mirabella the previous year.

Feigning ignorance to Mirabella's fury, Summer tossed the phone lightly in her hand. "Feeling pissed? Dying to get your hands on this?" she taunted.

death wish?" Mirabella's eyes were slits, stray windblown

the situation even more satisfying. She relished seeing Mirabella lose her cool. The more riled up Mirabella got, the more

took a few steps toward the lake, then paused to throw a parting shot. "Oh, almost slipped my mind. There's a recording from Catherine on this phone," she

tongue, shaking her head as if in mock regret.

the phone into the lake. A distant splash broke the

a string had snapped in her mind.

eyes and no hesitation, Mirabella leaped towards

dive

to

the moment, Summer plunged a syringe into Mirabella's arm. "You brought this on yourself," she sneered as

Summer stood up, not sparing Mirabella a second glance. She

Mirabella, who should have