The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Delilah was daydreaming about some fantastical scenarios when Mirabella’s voice reached her ears

once again. “These fragrance pills are just a supplement, not for long–term use. If you want a complete

cure Mirabella paused, then casually added, “I’ll have to get a friend to send over some more targeted

medication when I get the chance.”

Delilah’s eyes snapped open in surprise. “Are you saying there’s a cure for my headaches?”

With a cocky raise of her eyebrow, Mirabella said, “Of course.” Others might fail, but her? Please, this

was child’s play

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to her.

Delilah touched her nose, not quite buying her daughter’s words. After all, even the doctors had

claimed it was incurable. Her gaze shifted and rested on her husband’s hand. “Is your dad’s bottle also

filled with these fragrance pills?”

The very idea of using herbal medicine and storing it in a ceramic jar gave off an vintage vibe that

seemed out of place in the modern world. Delilah thought with an inward chuckle.

Mirabella shook her head, her tone indifferent. “No, it isn’t.”

“What’s in my bottle then?” Shawn was genuinely curious. His attention had been on his wife earlier,

and he hadn’t opened the little ceramic jar.

A stray lock of hair fell beside Mirabella’s cheek, which she lazily tucked behind her ear before replying

in a drawl “Well it’s not exactly medicine, but you can think of it as a sort of ‘Super Tonic Pill. Take one

a month for vitality and good health.”

Shawn’s lips twitched as his face flushed a deep red, almost dropping the jar in his embarrassment. It

was as if his masculine pride had been dealt a heavy blow.

“Hahaha.” Delilah couldn’t hold back her laughter upon seeing her husband’s expression. Their

daughter was too cute. sending her dad a jar of supplements for libido.

After a deep internal sigh, Shawn found an exquisitely carved mahogany box and carefully placed the

little jar inside. Even if he didn’t need it this was the first gift from his daughter. It had to be treasured.

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Delilah rolled her eyes at the

scene.

As Mirabella pondered over Delilah’s migraines, she headed upstairs.

Suddenly remembering something important, Delilah quickly called out to her, “Oh, look at me

forgetting the big stuff. Almost slipped my mind.”

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, her piercing eyes quietly waiting.

“It’s about transferring schools,” Delilah explained. With the school year starting in a few days, they

needed to decide on a school within the next day or two.

“Your father and I have shortlisted a few. I’ll show you the brochures, and you can pick one.” Saying

this, Delilah bent down, opened a drawer in the coffee table, and took out a stack of booklets.

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