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

Jules was completely fixated on the fact that the hotel manager had just

addressed Mirabella as "Miss Mira." This hotel was the top choice for the elite of Riverdale to gather, not just for its offerings but also because its mysterious owner wasn't tied to any of the local families, making them a subject of intrigue.

At that moment, the way the manager called her "Miss Mira" was far from the usual way you'd address a high-society lady. Jules stared at Mirabella, his eyes brimming with questions, sensing that something was amiss, beyond anything he could have imagined.

As Jules puzzled over this, Atlas shot the manager a cold look. "Seems like some employees can't tell the difference between rank and file, yet they still hold positions of authority, Mr. Shawn. Maybe you need a clearer lens."

Mr. Shawn was so embarrassed he couldn't even meet Atlas's gaze. "I'm sorry, Atlas. I didn't manage properly. I'll handle it immediately."

There was a rumor floating around among the management that whenever Miss Mira visited, the executives she encountered either got raises or promotions. Today, it seemed luck wasn't on his side. Forget about a raise or promotion; he was just hoping not to be sidelined.

Hearing Mr. Shawn mention "handling it," the manager stumbled. Being put on the chopping block by the company meant he might not find his footing in Riverdale again. All he did was try to do Kitty a favor, and this was the outcome?

Meanwhile, in the private room, Kitty was checking the time, thinking Jules should have already had the hotel staff boot out the two goons at the door. She smirked and stood up from her chair.noveldrama

Just as she took a few steps towards the door, she paused and turned to Delilah, her eyes filled with arrogance. "Big sis, aren't you worried your people might get thrown out of the hotel?"

Delilah lifted her head slightly, "You should be worrying about yourself."

Kitty let out a snort, tired of Delilah's theatrics. One minute she was accusing her of asking for trouble, the next she was telling her to watch her back. Did Delilah think she was some kind of queen ruling over everyone's fate?

Kitty rolled her eyes and turned away, speechless.

Just then, the door swung open unexpectedly. Kitty jumped, but when she saw the two bodyguards she thought had been kicked out standing there, her expression shifted multiple times. What was Jules up to, leaving them here?

Kitty frowned, her eyes landing on Atlas standing beside Mirabella. A shiver ran through her; this guy had an even stronger presence than the two at the door.

However, she quickly snapped back to reality, ignoring Atlas and focusing on Mirabella. When she'd called Emmitt earlier, he said he hadn't picked anyone up. So how had she shown up here on her own?

Hearing the commotion, Delilah looked up and was momentarily stunned to see her daughter. She quickly stood and approached Mirabella. "Sweetheart, how did you get here?"

Mirabella gave Delilah a calm look and sighed, "Mainly because your fighting skills aren't quite there yet."

Delilah was left speechless.

Mirabella didn't bother greeting Kitty and walked straight into the room. Atlas nodded at Delilah and followed Mirabella. After she sat down, he took his place standing behind her, dressed in black, his face a mask of cool indifference.

The pair, one seated and one standing, radiated an intense aura that filled the room. Delilah watched, her temples throbbing. How had her sweet daughter changed so much in just six months?