The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1097

Soon enough, Mirabella hit her back with a casual "Hmm."

Sophia was already on the bus, no seats in sight, so she leaned against the handrail by the door, typing rapidly on her phone: "You're really in Riverdale? Here for work or just hanging out?"

The Pill: "Studying."

When Sophia read that, she froze, her mind struggling to process it. She had to ask again, "Studying... what does that mean?"

Mirabella hesitated for a moment, then clarified with a more straightforward term: "Going to college."

Alias: "What! No way!"

Clutching her phone tightly, Sophia was jostled further back as more people crammed onto the bus, but she managed to fire off another message: "I can't believe it. You must be pulling my leg!"

In her imagination, this person had to be a middle-aged guy, at least in his thirties or forties. How could he be a college student?

Mirabella quickly reassured her: "I'm not joking."

Sophia felt her cheeks flush. Of course, he never joked. If he said he was going to college, it had to be true.

So, the boss was only about twenty?

Sophia took a deep breath, feeling like the day was turning into a bizarre dream, so much so that she missed her stop by two stations.

She finally returned to the Keller house, half an hour later than usual.

Sophia tightened her grip on her fork, casting a cold glance at Conrad before quickly looking down, murmuring, "I'm not thinking about that stuff right now."

Her cousin's friend, huh, not even worth describing.

Losing her appetite, Sophia set down her fork, looked up at her uncle and aunt, and said, "Uncle, Aunt, thank you for everything over the years. I've found a place and I'll be moving out soon."

As she said it, she felt a weight lift off her shoulders.

Manny and Patricia looked shocked, clearly not expecting this. They were stunned, unable to speak for a moment.

Beside them, Conrad furrowed his brows deeply, slamming his hand on the table, his gaze icy as it landed on Sophia, his voice heavy, "What have we done to make you want to leave?"