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

Chapter 175

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Chapter 175

Mirabella had tried to reach Jenna earlier, but there was no answer. Maybe Jenna was busy, or perhaps she had

left her phone behind. Mirabella didn’t call again but sent Jenna a text instead. It wasn’t until the second period

in the afternoon that Jenna finally replied. (Sorry for seeing this late. My dad’s been in a car crash, and I've been

taking care of him.]

After reading the message, Mirabella waited until break tand stepped out of the classroom to call Jenna

again. This time, Jenna picked up quickly. Through the phone, Jenna’s voice came, choked with sobs, “Mira, the

doctors say my dad's really bad off. He might... he might end up in a coma...”

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Holding her phone, Mirabella listened to Jenna's cries until she had poured out her fears. Mirabella asked, “Which

hospital is your dad at?”

Jenna's voice was on the edge of breaking as she gave the details. Just then, the bell rang for class. Mirabella

was brief, “Don’t be too down, Jenna. Your dad’s going to pull through. I'll cby after school. Got to go. Class

is starting.” She hung up and returned to the classroom with a thoughtful look.

Jenna put away her phone and managed a wry smile, looking over at her mother, who had been standing outside

the ICU, rooted to the spot. She desperately wished for her dad's recovery, but the doctor's words had shattered

all hope for her and her mother.

After school, Mirabella hailed a cab straight to the hospital. She found Jenna sitting outside the hospital room,

looking pale and drained, her eyes red and swollen. It seemed that Jenna's gaze only focused when Mirabella

appeared. “Mira, you came.”

“Yeah.” Mirabella reached out instinctively to pat Jenna’s head, then asked, “So, tellwhat's going on with

your dad.”

Jenna looked into Mirabella’s bright eyes, finding scomfort in them. While clutching Mirabella’s hand, she

started to recount what the doctors had said about her father’s

condition.

Mirabella listened, her expression easing somewhat. The situation didn’t seem as dire as she had feared.

That was when Kayla, Jenna’s mother, approached. Upon seeing her daughter talking to at tall, slender girl about

her husband's injuries, she swallowed her sadness and interrupted, “Jenna, maybe ease up a bit. Don’t make

your friend upset, too.”

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Then, turning to Mirabella, Kayla paused, recognizing the girl her daughter often raved about at home, the one

she called Queen Mira. Her husband had even jokingly suggested inviting Mira over sometime. The thought of

her husband made Kayla’s throat tighten, but she managed a polite smile. “I'm sorry, Jenna is just too upset.

Thank you for coming to see her dad.”

After a brief pause, she added, “We can’t really visit him in the ICU right now, but | appreciate you making the

trip.”

Mirabella nodded in understanding. I'm sorry. I'm sure he'll get better.”

Kayla felt tears welling up again. She didn’t want to break down in front of the kids, so she simply said. “You two

chat. I'll leave you be,”

With that, she walked away, her steps heavy with concern.