The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 584

Mirabella’s social feed was as barren as a desert, with just one lone post from when she hit up the Riverdale fair, scarfing down a bowl of noodles.

When Hans clicked on it, he half-expected the usual teen stuff—selfies, sunsets, and hashtag squad goals. But nope, it was just a foodie pic with no caption, leaving him to shoot her a look that was half bemused, half puzzled.

Catching his odd glance, Mirabella tilted her head, confusion written all over her face.

Hans, faced with her wide-eyed look, just chuckled and held back the comment, "You're not quite like other girls, are you?" He didn't want to make her feel out of place.

After Mirabella and Hans exchanged Messenger IDs, it was only natural that Leo followed suit, and soon their phones were pocketed away.

That left Heather and Michelle awkwardly sidelined. Heather, in particular, wasn't used to being dismissed like yesterday's news.

Sure, she had no interest in friending the sibling duo or getting their digits, but common courtesy dictated at least a token inquiry in the presence of others, right? Even if it was just for show.

And let's be real—Hans might've been a household name once, but Heather’s star power currently outshone his like a supernova.

These siblings clearly lacked basic social graces.

With no cameras around, Heather didn’t bother faking friendliness. She just curled her lip and sashayed back into the house, eager to escape their company.

Michelle, itching to add Juztin on Messenger but stymied by her cousin's mood, gave Hans a curt nod and followed Heather inside.

Mirabella barely spared them a glance before looking away.

Hans cleared his throat, "You know, stars gotta strut their stuff. Don't take it to heart."

He wasn't Heather's biggest fan either—her airs and graces rubbed him the wrong way—but her influential family meant she wasn't someone to cross.

Mirabella gave a knowing nod, "Got it."