The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 366

Summer furrowed her brow, unsure if her little brother had overheard her phone conversation. But it didn't really matter if he did catch any of it. She doubted he understood a thing.

Shaking off the distraction, she strode toward Aiden and casually asked, "What are you doing standing around here?"

"Who were you just on the phone with?" Aiden asked, his eyebrows knitted together as he looked at Summer. He had caught snippets of her conversation—something about not having evidence and nothing going wrong. It didn't sound like anything good.

Summer glanced at him dismissively. "Mind your own beeswax, will you?" The last thing she needed was for this blockhead to make her the talk of the town again.

"Are you cooking up some nasty scheme?" Aiden cut to the chase.

Hearing this, Summer's face darkened. "Aiden, I'm your sister. Do you really think so low of your own flesh and blood?"

She couldn't fathom it. In their past lives, they weren't exactly close, but they had never been at each other's throats like this.

"I don't have a sister with such a cunning mind," Aiden scoffed and walked away, leaving Summer with a sour taste in her mouth.

*

Meanwhile, Leo left Jay's place and sank into his car seat, his mood visibly deflated.

Mirabella, one earbud in, was half listening to the recorded conversation and half watching him. "Leo, did you manage to get anything out of him?"

Starting the car, Leo pulled out of the neighborhood. Mirabella mulled over for a moment before giving him an address. It was the location of Knox's food therapy joint.

Remembering James mentioning that the bistro was by invitation only and often required reservations, Mirabella had sent Knox a message en route.

Knox was thrilled at the prospect of Mirabella visiting the bistro, offering to personally whip up a couple of specialties for her, which she promptly and firmly declined.

She'd had her fill of these eager old grandpas, each one either wanting to mentor her or become her protégé. It was all a bit too much.

Twenty minutes later, they pulled up outside Knox's food therapy joint.