The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 173

Mirabella's tutor had a nondescript car with an exceptionally unique license plate. This made Shawn rub his chin thoughtfully. Could Mirabella's tutor have a more intriguing background than he'd first imagined? And besides, wasn't her tutor supposedly from her hometown? What was he doing here in the city?

Delilah turned around and saw Shawn deep in thought. She playfully tapped him on the shoulder. “Shawn?”

Snapped out of his reverie, Shawn looked into Mirabella's face, about to delve into the details about this mysterious tutor. Yet, he hesitated, fearing his daughter might misinterpret his concern. He instead changed the subject. “Your mom’s right. We should definitely invite your tutor over for dinner sometime.”

Mirabella waved her hand dismissively with a noncommittal “Hmm,” then, clutching the bag of fruit, she headed into the apartment complex.

Soon, the three of them were ascending the stairs, one after the other. Once inside, Mirabella handed the box of coffee beans James had given her to her father. “This is for you.”

The coffee was exquisitely packaged in a paper wrap. Holding the package, Shawn began to unwrap it while asking, “What’s this?”

“Coffee beans,” Mirabella responded tersely before moving to the fridge to stow away the fruit.

Remembering how, just a few days ago, his daughter had inquired if he wanted some new coffee beans, Shawn’s eyebrows shot up, and a smile spread across his face. The wrapping was now fully off. “Ah, my dear girl. You're so thoughtful, always buying me…” He stopped short before he could finish saying 'coffee beans.' His voice seemed to hit a pause button.

Shawn had a penchant for coffee, a collector’s interest even, and he could tell at a glance that the beans in his hand was a collector's item. The special seal on the outer box alone was worth a pretty penny, not to mention the ancient, yellowing seal stamp on it, indicating the rarity of the coffee beans inside.

Swallowing hard, Shawn suddenly felt apprehensive about opening the box.

Walking out of the kitchen, Mirabella noticed her dad holding the box with a peculiar expression and couldn’t help but ask, “Dad, what’s wrong?”