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

He figured she'd never have to dig out her old identity papers again. Something must've come up to make her break that promise.

Paxton didn't press for details. He just said, "Go on. We old folks here will keep everything under control."

Nellie was quiet for a bit before nodding, "Thanks."

"It's been tough on you all these years," Paxton sighed. If it weren't for her role as the leader, she wouldn't have ended up like this.

Nellie turned away, keeping her emotions in check, and said, "I'll head off now."

"Alright."

Paxton nodded, watching her leave until she vanished from sight, then slowly brought his gaze back.

Meanwhile, Mirabella noticed Nellie hadn't replied, so she put her phone away. She turned her attention to Cassie, who was sprawled out on the bed, saying nothing for a moment.

Cassie, feeling uneasy under her gaze, asked cautiously, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Mirabella arched an eyebrow and lowered her legs. "No reason."

don't buy it," Cassie muttered, feeling like

and changed the subject, "What's going on with

over with Mr. Hammond, and I'll just study at home and go straight

month and a half away,

a moment, then texted Nick, asking where he got the study materials he'd given

materials were absolutely essential. Unaware of the avalanche of work coming his way, Cassie took

talk

ask, "Hey, can

about something?"

even look up,

get those Emmitts to stop playing games with me?" Cassie

than a help. He could've

finally looked up, surprisingly agreeable,

by how easily she agreed. It wasn't like her

smiled, feeling pretty good, "You get some rest. I'm off

sense of doom, thought,

up his chat with Mirabella, called his old