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.

eyes were slits, stray windblown hair brushing her lashes, adding to

from intimidated, found the situation even more satisfying. She relished seeing Mirabella lose

to throw a parting shot. "Oh, almost slipped my mind. There's a recording from Catherine on this phone," she said, feigning an offhand remark. "Or should I

as if in mock regret. "Too bad you'll never hear

phone into

eyes widened, as though a string had snapped in her mind. That phone might have been the last piece

no hesitation, Mirabella leaped towards the lake But Summer had anticipated this.

could dive

her to the

plunged a syringe into Mirabella's arm. "You brought this on

Mirabella a second glance. She pulled out her own phone, ready to call

Mirabella, who should have