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

Mirabella cast a sidelong glance at the somewhat introverted Leo and cleared her throat. As her gaze swept around the room, she decided to switch topics. “Mom, what happened to all the knick–knacks around here?” She had noticed as soon as she entered that even the antique paintings her dad always bragged about were missing.

“We’re moving, sweetle!”

Mirabella paused, taken aback. “Moving?”

Delilah nodded affirmatively. “Yeah, we’ve been in this old house for decades. It’s time for a change.” Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

Mirabella touched the tip of her nose, pondering for a moment. “So, that’s why you and dad have been out and about recently? House hunting?”

Delilah spoke slowly. “We actually bought the house a while back, just spruced it up a bit.”

“Oh.” Mirabella leaned back into the sofa with a lazy stretch. “When’s the big move?”

“Tomorrow. It’s a good day.”

“Alright then.” After a pause, Mirabella asked, “And my new room… the decor?”

“Don’t worry, honey. I made sure it’s a carbon copy of your current one. You won’t even feel the difference,” Delilah said with a smile that practically screamed “Aren’t I thoughtful?”

Mirabella just stared blankly.

“Once we’re settled in, you can invite your friends over. There’s plenty of room,” Delilah added offhandedly.

Mirabella just gave her a silent look. Was the highlight really about having friends over?

“Speaking of which, what about that tutor dad mentioned the other day? What did he say?” Shawn chimed in, recalling the subject.

“He’s busy,” Mirabella replied emotionlessly.

Shawn’s eyes roved. “Maybe you could pass me his contact info?”

Mirabella massaged her forehead, pretending not to hear, then stood up. “I’m heading to my room. Got school tomorrow.” After saying that, she ascended the stairs.

“What tutor?” Leo, who had been quietly listening, asked in confusion.

Shawn glanced at his younger son. His tone was less amiable, “You wouldn’t know him. Why are you asking so many questions?”

Leo sighed. He was definitely the odd one out.

The next day at school.

“Queen Mira, you actually went on a reality show. You’re not planning to break into showbiz, are you?” Jenna pounced on Mirabella with questions as soon as she arrived.

Mirabella casually met her gaze. “You’re overthinking it.”

“For someone academically gifted like you, showbiz would be a waste. Please don’t even consider it,” Jenna implored.

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Mirabella propped her chin on her hand. Her lips pursed slightly. “Not interested.”

Jenna, recalling yesterday’s live stream, couldn’t suppress her gossipy nature. “That Michelle was from the previous year at Parkside High School. You weren’t there, and you wouldn’t know, but she’s really obnoxious. She got into the student council in order to get her best friend’s boyfriend.”

Mirabella’s eyebrow arched in intrigue.

“And she got kicked out of the council after just two days. To think she’s still flaunting that is hilarious. If she knew what you’ve accomplished at Parkside High School, she’d be mortified.” Jenna shook her head in disbelief.

Mirabella put a finger to her lips. “Stay humble.”

Jenna’s mouth twitched, and seeing Mirabella pull out a book to read, she couldn’t help but say with a touch of annoyance, “Babe, you’re basically a shoo–in for Prestige College. Do you really need to push so hard? Can’t you just enjoy some downtime?”

Mirabella gave her a look and then, as if remembering something, said, “I’ve got a surprise for you. I think you’re really gonna like it.”