The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 96

In the bustling heart of the city, Shawn arrived at a renowned seafood bistro with his wife and daughter in tow. As they stepped out of the car, Mirabella took in the opulent decor of the establishment, her gaze lingering on the details that screamed expensive taste.

Shawn went off to park the car, and Delilah, after taking a few steps, noticed her daughter hadn't followed. She turned, a puzzled look on her face. "Mira, what's holding you back?"

Mirabella blinked, her tone earnest, "I was just wondering how much a meal here costs. We're not exactly rolling in dough."

Delilah couldn't help but laugh at her daughter's remark. "Don't you worry about it. Even if we dined here every single night, I could still afford it," she reassured. After all, they owned the place.

Still, their daughter had always been under the impression they were strapped for cash, which both Delilah and her husband found rather amusing, so they hadn't bothered to set the record straight.

Half-joking, Mirabella replied, "I've got this sneaky suspicion you're keeping things from me." Like, how come they were supposedly poor, but it looked like they were anything but?

Clearing her throat, Delilah deflected, "Nonsense, darling."

Mirabella gave a drawn-out "Hmm," clearly not convinced.

The bistro manager, who had been tipped off by the bosses, was waiting at the entrance. He hurried over to greet Delilah with the utmost respect, "Madam, welcome."

At the sound of "madam," Mirabella's eyebrows shot up. Her glance at her mother was heavy with implication as if to say, "Is this what you meant by 'nonsense?'"

Delilah touched her forehead, realizing the charade was up too soon. She cleared her throat and steadied herself, then nodded at the manager before turning to her daughter, "See, isn't the service here exceptional?"