The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 590

As they were wrapping up dinner, Mirabella's phone buzzed. She glanced at the screen, saw it was a text message, and decided to ignore it for now.

Two minutes later, her phone vibrated again, another text message coming through.

Finishing her last bite, Mirabella finally picked up her phone and opened the messages.

"Birdie, meet me at Parkside High School after school tomorrow. Reply to confirm."

"Birdie, did you block my number?"

"Birdie, I know you're doing that livestream thing. If you don't reply, I'm going to expose your info in the chat!"

Seeing the nickname "Birdie," Mirabella knew exactly who it was. She quickly typed a two-word response and then blocked the number without hesitation.

**

"Dead meat?"

Aiden's heart skipped a beat when he saw the curt reply. He couldn't help but remember the last time he had confronted Birdie and ended up getting a solid thrashing from her.

Seething, Aiden sent a flurry of messages to Mirabella, but it was like shouting into the void—no replies.

Suspecting he’d been blocked, he tried calling, only to get the automated "out of service area" message, no matter how many times he dialed.

"Sonny, any luck? Did she text you back?" Mandy, sitting nearby, knew her son had been trying to reach his foster sister and asked with feigned casualness.

Aiden bit his lip and threw his phone onto the couch, grumbling, "She blocked me."

Her husband had been unreachable for the past few days due to a business bid, leaving her feeling unusually anxious. Throughout her marriage into the Gilbert family, she had always been on tenterhooks, fearing the day she might truly anger Bernardo.

Seeing Mirabella getting close to Johnny had made her think. Whether Mirabella had meddled in the bid or not, Mandy realized she needed to try and mend the strained relationship between her foster daughter and the Gilbert family.

Lately, Mandy had begun to regret how things had soured. If only she had listened to her mother and been more tolerant, maybe things would have turned out differently.

But there's no cure for regret.

Taking a deep breath, Mandy leaned back on the sofa, her face weary and lacking its usual glow.

Summer emerged from the music room and saw Mandy sitting there, looking defeated. She paused for a moment, then walked over to her.