The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 18

Maple Academy was one of those institutions that Mirabella had heard about, one that was undeniably founded on the almighty dollar—a private, elite school if there ever was one. With a staff of seasoned professionals and a rigorous academic hierarchy, only two types of students walked its hallowed halls: genuine geniuses and the filthy rich.

In short, if your pockets were deep enough, you were in.

So—

"Have you already greased the school's palm?" Mirabella asked, breaking the silence with a stern look that seemed to pin her parents to their seats.

Caught off guard by their daughter's seriousness, the couple exchanged a glance.

"Yes."

"No."

The first was a firm affirmation from Delilah; the second was a denial from Shawn. Their failure to present a united front led to another silent exchange, this one tinged with mutual disapproval.

Mirabella watched them with a half-smile that somehow made Delilah squirm. Feeling guilty under her daughter's gaze, Delilah nudged her husband with her foot, signaling him to come up with an explanation.

Taking his wife's cue, Shawn cleared his throat, straightened up, and with an earnest look on his still-handsome face, said, "If you end up choosing this school, your mother and I do indeed have plans to... facilitate your acceptance."

Hearing this, the seriousness on Mirabella's face softened. "Good that you haven't paid yet. I've already picked my school."

Though they were far from destitute, Mirabella saw no need for backdoor dealings.

"You've chosen a school already? Which one?" Delilah asked eagerly.