Chapter 457
“Thank God that knucklehead used a stage name back in the day.” Shawn mused with a sigh of relief,
“otherwise, w end of it out in public.”
Delh cast a silent nce at her husband, choosing to remain wordless.
never hear the
“Our daughter’s the real star, though, isn’t she? Everything she does is done with such grace and care.
She’s been her brother’s anget Shawn stroked his chin, his pride lifting his posture as he spoke of his
daughter.
The mention brought a bittersweet expression to Delh’s face. “I can’t even begin to think about all the
hardships she must ve endured
growing up.”
Herposure under such trying circumstances was a testament to the resilience she had built from a
young age. Every time Delh read the onlinements mocking her daughter as some country
bumpkin, she felt a mix of anger and pain.
Shawn patted his wife’s shoulder, trying to offerfort. “That’s all water under the bridge now.”
The baby–switching incident had taken everyone by surprise, but thankfully, their biological daughter
had returned to them, and she was nothing short of spectacr.
“Let’s get back to the livestream,” Delh suggested, adjusting her position on the couch and picking up
her smartphone.
Shawn hummed in agreement, but quickly, something seemed to strike him. He looked up at Delh.
“Oh, I almost forgot. Someone’s been snooping around about us.”
Delh’s brow furrowed slightly. “Who would that be? And why are they poking around us?”
“I overheard some chatter at the office yesterday. No clue who it is,” Shawn replied with a shake of his
head.
Delh, struck by a thought, quickly suggested, “Maybe we should have someone keep an eye on Mira
for a while.”
“Yeah, I was thinking the same. We can’t let what happened to Nick happen again,” Shawn said, his
tone heavy with concern.
The mention of Nick brought a tightness to Delh’s chest, and she let out a long sigh, deciding not to
dwell on the topic anymore.
Meanwhile, Mirabe had efficiently picked up an assortment of groceries in record time. When Leo
went through the bags, he was stunned to find a prime cut of meat among the purchases.
His sister wasn’t just multi–talented. She had full marks in life skills, making him feel somewhat
inadequate as a brother.
Soon, all the teams had gathered their groceries and converged in one spot. Out of the four groups,
aside from Mirabe’s hefty haul, the others had about half of what she managed to carry.
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“You’ve got some serious skills, Hansplimented Mirabe, giving her a thumbs–up after a quick
comparison.
“Mediocre at best,” Mirabe replied with a modest lift of her brow. Even masked, her face radiated a
mysterious allure.
Michelle, standing nearby, couldn’t hide her annoyance at Mirabe’s confident air. Keeping a smile
stered on her face, she chimed in, “You seem quite adept at this. Do you shop for groceries often?”
It was a barbed question, insinuating ack of funds for household help.
Mirabe’s expression remained unchanged, offering Michelle a brief, indifferent nce before turning
away.
Michelle’s face stiffened for a fleeting moment, but she maintained herdylike persona in front of the
cameras.
Before long, the show’s van pulled up, and everyone piled in. Upon returning to the vige by noon, the
production team had set up makeshift kitchens for the celebrity guests. These so–called kitchens were
nothing more than simple wood–fired stoves.
Leo, who had never cooked before, looked at the humble stove with a frown. “This show’s just out to
make life tough for us.”
Mirabe spared a nce at the princess of woes and, without a word, rolled up her sleeves. She
began methodically unpacking the groceries, each item finding its ce.
Seeing this, Leo followed suit, rolling up his sleeves as if preparing for battle.