The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 769

Mirabella locked eyes with Shawn, her expression calm and composed. She nodded, "Let's get Sparky inside first."

"Alright," Shawn said, shifting his focus. He didn't bother asking about the password again. Instead, he bent down, picked up the cardboard box from the ground, and carried it inside.

Before they got there, Shawn had given Zach a heads-up call, subtly finding out that Zach was busy with a dinner and wouldn't be home anytime soon.

As they stepped into the living room, they were greeted with chaos. Mirabella coughed, her brow furrowing. "Dad, are we sure we're in the right place?"

The coffee table was a mess, covered with peanut shells, candy wrappers, fruit peels, and a dozen or so open cans of soda and beer. Strange ribbons were strewn across the couch, and the carpet was littered with confetti, like it had just survived a wild party.

Shawn, still holding the box, let out a cold, sarcastic laugh after a moment.

"That jerk," he muttered. "I've nearly broken my back dealing with Sparky these past few days, and here Zach is, living it up at home?"

Thinking he could just enjoy life without a care, leaving his responsibilities behind?

How naive!

Mirabella glanced at Shawn and silently lit a metaphorical candle for Zach in her mind. Without saying a word, she bent down to release Sparky from his leash, letting him roam free.

Excited by the new surroundings, Sparky bolted around happily, showing no signs of shyness.

Quickly, Mirabella took the box from Shawn, pulled out Sparky’s bowls, filled one with water and the other with dog food, making sure the little guy wouldn't go hungry.

Once they had settled everything, the pair left the complex.

In the car, Mirabella pondered for a moment before pulling out her phone to send Zach a message on Messenger.

"Zach, your son knocked over Dad's favorite porcelain vase and broke it. He's not in the best of moods. Tread lightly."