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

Summer opened her mouth to speak, but Aiden cut her off with a dismissive chuckle. “What could she possibly be up to? A date, obviously.”

With a carefree swagger, Aiden strolled into the living room, collapsing onto the couch with a languid sprawl.

“A date? What date?” Colton straightened up. His smile vanished in an instant as he squinted at his daughter, his interest clearly aroused.

Summer’s flash of irritation was quickly masked as she hurried to explain. “No, nothing like that. Just had dinner with a friend. That’s why I got home a bit late.

Colton had always disapproved of Summer wasting time on frivolities, only showing her affection because of the pride she brought him in public.

“Pff, must be a boyfriend.” Aiden said, with a smirk playing on his lips. Then he raised an eyebrow, adding, “I saw it all from upstairs.”

Summer shot Aiden an icy look. “Don’t talk like that in front of Dad. It’s not any boyfriend. It’s Emmitt from the Davis family where I used to live.”

“Yeah, right. You’re not even related, so who knows?” Aiden blurted out without a filter.

Summer’s face soured, but with Colton present, she couldn’t lash out at Aiden. Instead, she retorted with barely concealed anger, “You’re my brother. Do you have to be so unpleasant?”

Aiden snorted and reclined on the sofa, propping his feet up on the backrest. “Oh, please. I don’t have a sister like you. Remember how you looked down on the Davis family when you first came back? And

now, after six months, you treat them like they’re gold. Wow, you change faces faster than a character in a play.”

Summer’s expression stiffened.

“Enough, Aiden. That’s no way to talk to your sister.” Colton glanced at his younger son. There was a hint of reprimand in his words, but his tone was far from harsh.

Aiden pouted but didn’t dare to act up in front of Colton. He kept quiet.

Colton then turned his gaze back to Summer. His eyes gleamed with a trace of displeasure. “You’ve been quite close with your foster parents and their family?”

Summer clenched the hands by her sides and replied calmly. “Not really. Besides studying. I spend time training at the studio. I only contact them occasionally for a meal. That’s all.”

Hearing this, Colton looked away and cleared his throat, “I understand your gratitude to your foster parents for their years of care, but some people are better to keep a distance from. They don’t help you, and they might even lower your status. You understand what I’m saying, Summer?”

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Summer lowered her gaze slightly, and her expression was contained as she responded softly. “I understand, Dad. I’ll head back to my room then, read a bit, and prepare for the next competition.”

Aiden let out another scoff as she spoke.

Summer heard it but didn’t react.

Colton, reminded by his daughter’s mention of the competition, suddenly remembered something. “Oh, right. After school tomorrow, go to the Education Association yourself. Dalton has prepared some review materials for the competition. Be sure to sweet–talk him a bit.”

Summer blinked in surprise. “Dalton?”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you. My friend Dalton is the chairman of the Education Association,” Colton explained. Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

When Summer heared this, her eyes widened, and a look of sheer joy spread across her face. “Thanks, Dad!”