The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress
Chapter 384

Chapter 384 

Summer had thought that the person coming out of the house was a member of the Davis family, but much to her surprise, it turned out to be the neighbor from next door. She knew the neighbor, so when she saw the figure emerging, a hint of disappointment flickered in Summer’s eyes. 

The neighbor glanced at Summer, not immediately recognizing her, and simply took out her keys to unlock the door. Her hand paused as she stepped inside, preparing to close the door. She took another look at Summer, who clearly seemed to be waiting for someone, and then spoke up, “Are you looking for the Davis family?” 

Summer turned around, acknowledging the neighbor with a nod. 

“Hey, are you related to them? They moved out a while back and don’t live here anymore,” the neighbor volunteered the information. 

Summer’s eyes widened in disbelief. “They don’t live here anymore?” 

The neighbor recognized Summer’s voice and exclaimed, “Oh, you’re Summer, right?” 

Summer, who was too flustered to care about anything else, quickly asked, “Marian, your said my folks moved out. Do you know where they went?” 

Marian, the neighbor, shook her head. “I’m afraid I don’t know that.” 

There was a brief pause before Marian asked, seemingly offhand, “They moved and didn’t tell you?” 

Summer’s grip tightened, and she was grateful for the mask on her face, shielding her embarrassment. Her voice came out hoarse, “They might have just forgotten with the busyness and all.” 

Marian had only heard snippets about the Davis family’s mix–up with their daughter and found it odd they wouldn’t inform their once–claimed child of their move. “You might want to give your folks a call,” Marian suggested. 

After a difficult swallow, Summer mustered a nod and thanked her neighbor. 

Marian soon closed the door, leaving Summer to slump against the wall, sliding down until she was hugging her knees. Marian’s words echoed in her head. 

Her adoptive parents had moved. They had left without a phone call or a message. 

Summer bit her lip, frustration, and resentment toward Delilah and Shawn welling up inside her. Even if they didn’t want to share their new address, the least they could do was tell her they were moving, right? 

Did they not consider that their daughter of over a decade might’ve wanted to visit? To move so abruptly, so eager to sever ties – didn’t it seem cruel? 

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Summer felt like a punchline. Her biological parents‘ affection was tied to the prestige she brought them. And her adoptive parents? Since Mirabella’s return, it was all about flashy cars and fancy houses. Summer felt like she meant nothing. 

She checked her phone again – no calls, no messages. With a self–deprecating twist of her lips, she pushed herself up and headed towards the elevator. 

After picking up Mirabella from school, Delilah didn’t head straight home. Instead, she took her daughter out for dinner. 

Her friends had been eager to meet her daughter, but Delilah had been too busy with the renovations of the new house. Now that everyone was gathering, it was the perfect opportunity to bring Mirabella along. 

Summer’s call had come when Delilah was busy catching up with her friends. Her phone was buried in her bag, unheard. 

After dinner, Delilah declined her friends‘ invitation to go karaoke, opting instead to drive. home with her daughter. 

On their way, Mirabella, who was engrossed in a game sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly received a call from Wyatt. 

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