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."

muttered, feeling like his sister was

brushed off his suspicion and changed the subject,

breeze. I talked it over with Mr. Hammond, and

about a month and a half away, Mirabella nodded, "Sounds

a moment, then texted Nick, asking where he got the study

on what students should do, she figured. Three boxes of tough study materials were absolutely essential. Unaware of the avalanche of work coming his way,

talk

ask, "Hey,

about something?"

even

you maybe get those Emmitts to stop playing games with

than a help. He could've played better with his

finally looked up, surprisingly

easily she agreed. It

feeling pretty good, "You get

suddenly feeling a sense of doom,

his chat with Mirabella, called