The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 20

Mirabella breezed back into the living room, not waiting for Delilah and Shawn to speak up before asking, "Mom, what's our full address? A friend of mine wants to send me something."

As she spoke, her fingers were already poised over her phone, ready to take down the details.

Delilah rattled off the address, and after she finished, she paused, then asked in a hushed tone, "A friend of yours? Someone you met while staying at Summer's grandma's place?"

Mirabella was busy texting and briefly hesitated upon hearing Delilah's question. She glanced up, nonchalantly grunted an "Mhm," and continued with her texting.

Sensing Delilah's eagerness to probe further, Shawn gently tugged at her arm and shook his head, silently advising restraint. Their daughter had just returned home. It was perhaps best not to pry too much so soon.

After sending off her message, Mirabella pocketed her phone and turned her full attention back to Delilah. "Did you have a question for me?" she inquired.

Delilah hesitated, a faint smile tugging at her lips. She shook her head and said, "No, it's nothing."

Then her eyes caught sight of the Parkside High School transfer acceptance letter, and after a few seconds of contemplation, she spoke up, "I almost forgot. Summer goes to Parkside High, too. I'll call her and ask her to look out for you a bit. You two might have been mixed up at birth, but she's got a gentle nature. I'm sure you'll get along."

Despite Summer's somewhat unpleasant demeanor the previous night, she had studied in Parkside for a while and would be a good ally for Mirabella in unfamiliar territory.

Remembering her first encounter with Summer, Mirabella's lips curled into a knowing smile as she simply responded with a noncommittal "Oh."

"Right, Summer's on that reality show now... What's it called?" Delilah slapped her forehead, trying to jog her memory.

"Superstar Camp," Shawn chimed in helpfully.

"That's it, Superstar Camp. Have you seen it, Mira? It's all the rage with the young folks," Delilah said, presuming it would be right up her daughter's alley.