The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 446

Over at the house, Mirabella walked in to find Donald and Shawn deep in a game of chess in the living room. "Hey there," she greeted politely as she approached them.

Donald paused, a chess piece in hand, and glanced up at Mirabella. "Do you play?" he asked.

Leaning casually against the armrest of the sofa, Mirabella replied in a nonchalant tone, "Nope."

"Oh," Donald muttered, his interest waning. He returned his focus to the game, his gaze intense as if nothing else mattered.

Mirabella shot Donald a sidelong glance. The man was quite the actor, pretending to be so engrossed in the game.

At that moment, Shawn looked up at his daughter. Then, turning towards the doorway, he asked, "Honey, where's Zach? You're all by yourself."

"Zach's got to work late these next few days, so he won't be staying over," Mirabella answered, her voice steady. In her mind, though, she figured Zach was just dodging another matchmaking setup at home, using this lame excuse to stay away.

Shawn's face softened at her response, despite a flicker of suspicion that Zach's sudden overtime was a bit odd. He didn't dwell on it, though. One less thorn in his side at home was a pleasant thought.

"Good, good, overtime means extra cash. Saves us from whispers of freeloading. We aren't exactly rolling in dough here. Can't afford to keep layabouts," Shawn casually remarked.

Mirabella raised her eyebrows, her expression complex. If she hadn't gone out to lunch with Zach at the restaurant earlier, she might have bought into the nonsense.

Donald, however, cast a doubtful glance at Shawn. With all the priceless antiques around the house, calling themselves anything short of wealthy was a stretch.

Just then, Donald's phone chimed with a couple of text messages. He pulled it from his coat pocket.

[You're at the Davis family.]