The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 119

When Summer heard the name Mirabella, her eyes instinctively narrowed, and she casually asked, “Didn’t she know Grandma was hospitalized? Why would she go to the apartment? Was she there to pick something up?”

Mandy shook her head. “It wasn’t to pick up anything. The caregiver said she only asked if your grandmother was at home, and when she heard she wasn’t, she left.”

With a puzzled look crossing her face, Summer said, “What could she possibly want then?”

After a moment’s thought, Summer suggested, “Mom, this seems a bit odd. Maybe we should give Grandma a call to see what’s up?”

“That makes sense,” Mandy agreed, thumbing through her contacts to find Catherine’s number and dialed.

Quickly, Mandy frowned and ended the call. “Her phone is turned off.”

“Turned off? What happened?” Summer said. Her concern was apparent.

Mandy’s eyelid twitched as she stood. “I’ll call the hospital.” She walked over to a cabinet, rummaged through it, and pulled out a business card with the doctor’s number. Without hesitation, she dialed.

“Hello... What? My mother has been discharged?” Mandy’s face was a picture of shock.

Summer, now standing beside Mandy, asked anxiously, “Grandma was discharged? She didn’t tell you?”

Mandy’s mind was buzzing. “No, I was so flustered by our argument last night, and I didn’t visit the hospital today.”

Summer’s expression grew serious. “Why would Grandma leave without saying a word? She’s a stranger in town. She doesn’t know anything, and didn’t return to the apartment. Where could she have gone?”

After descending the stairs, Mirabella didn’t immediately leave Catherine’s neighborhood. Instead, she found a bench in the community garden and sat down. Catherine’s phone was still unreachable.

The caregiver’s reaction didn’t seem fake. Mirabella knew Mandy well, and the odds of her whisking Catherine away were slim. The only thing Mirabella could be certain of was that Catherine left of her own volition.

Massaging her temples, Mirabella took out her phone, pondering deeply before tapping on an app with an unfamiliar icon, about to log in when an unknown number called.

Mirabella paused, then quickly answered. “Hello... Sure, I’ll be there in twenty minutes. Thanks.”

After hanging up, she stood up, but her phone rang again. Without hesitation, she dismissed the call. Then, slipping the phone into her pocket, she quickly walked out of the neighborhood.