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

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

Emmitt rested his hands on the tabletop, peering at Summer as the corners of her lips curved into a

bittersweet smile. “I guess you could say that.”

Spotting his expression, Summer’s face softened with concern. “Haven’t settled on a school yet? If

that’s the case, I’ll just give my dad a call right now…” She reached into her purse and pulled out her

cell phone.

“No need for calls,” Emmitt interjected, “it’s not that we haven’t chosen a school.”

Summer’s hand, poised to dial paused mid–air as she looked at him, puzzled.

After a slight tug at the corner of his lips and a two–second silence, Emmitt revealed, “She’s already

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picked her school. It’s Parkside High School,”

Summer blinked in disbelief as if she hadn’t quite heard him right. It took a moment for it to sink in, then

with a voice tinged with incredulity and something else, she laughed, “Emmitt, are you talking about

Parkside High School? That’s my school isn’t it?”

Seeing Summer’s astonished look, Emmitt knew she was as skeptical as he’d expected. After a pause,

he spoke up. *She’ll be registering at the school tomorrow. Actually, the reason I asked you out so late

is to see if you could keep an eye on her for us.”

He paused before adding. “Mira’s been raised in a small, out–of–the–way town and hasn’t seen much

of the world. We’re not exactly clear on how her grades are, but they’re definitely not Parkside High

material. I have no clue how she got her hands on that transfer acceptance letter from Parkside High,

but she’s adamant about going. So, Summer, I’m really counting on you.”

Though Emmitt had reservations about Mirabella, she was family, and he intended to help where he

could.

Summer listened intently, her gaze dropping momentarily as she suppressed certain emotions within. It

took only a second before she looked back at Emmitt with a sweet smile. “Don’t worry, Emmitt. You

didn’t have to ask–I’ll take good care of Mira.”

Emmitt had always known Summer to be a sweet girl, and looking at her now, he couldn’t help but feel

a twinge of regret. If only there hadn’t been that baby mix–up.

“But Emmitt, you just mentioned you’re unsure where Mira’s transfer letter came from?” Summer

quickly resumed her questioning with a feigned puzzled look.

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Emmitt nodded, “Yeah, Mom and Dad are clueless too.”

“I see…” Summer fiddled with her phone’s edge, then put on an uncertain expression. “You know, I

vaguely remember last month. I think I overheard my dad on the phone with the principal of Parkside

High.”

At this, Emmitt visibly stiffened. Last month? Wasn’t that around the same time as the date on his

sister’s admission letter? But then it struck him–Mirabella hadn’t been raised in the Gilbert family. She’d

been left to grow up in a distant town with her grandmother. Considering her rather unprivileged

upbringing, would the Gilberts really pull strings to get her into such a prestigious school? He found it

hard to believe.

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