The Double (or more?) Life of the Fake Heiress novel Chapter 2

Truth be told, since she’d body hopped into this body, she hadn’t really taken a good look at the place she was living in.

The house was a quaint two-story cottage with a yard, the kind you’d find out in the countryside. It had red brick walls topped with black shingles, and the walls were untouched by paint or tiles. In some areas, due to the passage of time, dark, moldy streaks had etched their presence into the surface. All in all, it was the epitome of 1980s architecture—undeniably old and tattered.

Mirabella touched the tip of her nose and mused that she had lived in these rough conditions for over a year with relative ease.

Just then, the shrill voice inside the house ceased. Mandy emerged, dressed in a black lace gown and a violet silk scarf tied around her neck. Her makeup was impeccable, her hair pinned up with a diamond clip, exuding an aura of a high-society lady. She paused upon seeing Mirabella standing in the yard, taken aback.

But quickly, Mandy gathered her wits, concealing the complex emotions in her eyes, and asked with indifference, “What are you doing here?”

Mirabella regarded Mandy calmly, her eyes a serene pool, her mind drifting.

A year ago, she'd jumped in this body for reasons unknown. Back then, the original body wasn’t called Mirbella but Mirabelle, a pampered daughter of a newly wealthy family in Ashford.

A few months ago, she was abruptly informed that this body was not a true Gilbert family child but was switched at birth by a nurse. Her biological parents were just an ordinary working couple, not only lacking in wealth and influence but also burdened with four seemingly unmotivated sons to support—a heavy load by any measure.