The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 140

The sweet and adorable daughter Delilah had always imagined seemed to be just that — an imagination.

With a wistful sigh, Delilah placed several shopping bags onto the table and playfully said, “Oh sweetheart, could you maybe be just a tad cuter for your mom?” Finishing her sentence, she winked exaggeratedly and flashed a silly peace sign at Mirabella.

Mirabella’s gaze flitted over Delilah’s peace sign. Her brow furrowed for a moment, and then she conveniently ignored her mother’s words and asked, “Mom, got anything to eat?”

Delilah gave another sigh, “Of course, I saved some for you. Come and eat before it gets cold.”

Delilah and Shawn had already had their dinner, and Zach was out at a business dinner, expected to return late. So now, at the dining table, it was just Mirabella, slowly savoring her meal.

After dinner, Mirabella picked up the shopping bags from the table and had just reached the foot of the stairs when she suddenly turned back to Delilah, who was lounging on the sofa watching a TV show. “Mom, do we have any spare rooms or maybe a storage space available?”

Delilah looked up. “Well, there is a storage room downstairs but it’s pretty cluttered. What do you need it for?”

“It’s not for storage, really. I need some space to work on crafts, something separate,” Mirabella replied in her usual unhurried manner.

“Oh, I see...” Delilah pondered for a moment and then suggested, “You know, Nick’s room is empty. You could use that room. It’s just next to yours on the left.”

There was a brief silence before Mirabella asked, “Would that be alright?”

True to her nature, Delilah was all about swift action. After finishing her conversation with Shawn, she grabbed her phone and started scrolling for the designer’s number, promptly making a call to set up a meeting for the next day.

Having arranged the appointment, Delilah put her phone down and was suddenly struck by a tinge of melancholy. She glanced around the room and sighed, “It’s hard to leave a place you’ve lived in for over twenty years.”

Shawn raised an eyebrow and patted her shoulder. “It’s for our daughter.”

The sentiment of leaving a home of more than two decades quickly faded when compared to their daughter, who had faced many challenges growing up.

“You’re right. We might be used to this old house, but our daughter deserves the best,” Delilah paused, a flicker of regret in her eyes. “I wish we had thought to move before she came back.” Perhaps then, there wouldn’t have been any misunderstandings about debts in the family.