CHAPTER 13

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Jason directed me to a room upstairs and opened the door, wow the room was big. It almost looked like my room in the penthouse in Italy.

"From now onwards your name is Iris Park and you're not a twin" Jason said in his normal voice and I looked at him confused as he gave me an ID with my new face and everything

How did he get that?, its only been a few hours

"If you need anything call the maids" he said and was soon out the door. Its not like I would've called him if I needed anything.

Suddenly the door opened and again and his face showed up

"And if you get to meet my mother and she asks you questions about your life, just lie. But dont say anything that would make her think that you're rich" he said

"Why?" I asked

"Don't ask questions, just live a low life" he said and left

"Live a low life?" I asked myself. My life wasn't low I said with a huff

Why did I have to lie to his Mom?, I mean his Dad knows the truth why can't she. Whatever it was up to them

I took my bath and changed into descent clothes and soon a maid came up to my room to tell me that it was dinner time and I nodded.

I had to sit at the dinner table with a family I barely even knew. I did the cross sign and went down to see that they were all seated and were waiting for me

"Shit" I said as I quickened my steps and sat at an empty seat close to a beautiful blonde lady who looked like she just came from being Ariana Grande's make up artist and opposite Jason .

The woman looked surprised to see me and tilted her head a bit

"Who are you?" She asked and I gulped hard. That was a bit...... straight forward

"Honey I told you of our guest over the phone" Mr. Astor said to his wife who was opposite him on the table with a nervous smile.

"Yes, but I want to hear whoever she is from her own mouth" she said and turned to look at me looking ready to flood me with questions

"What's your name?" She asked

"Iris Park" I answered and she lifted a brow up

"Iris, what are you, flowers?" She asked and I didn't know how to answer that

"Where do you come from?" She asked again

"NewYork" I answered and she huffed

"Funny enough my dog died there" she said and my eyes popped open. What was this lady doing

"How many are you in a family?" she asked and I knew I had to start lying

"Erm, four" I said and she cut her stake and ate it and I did the same. I needed to eat with every opportunity I got

"What does your does your Dad do for a living?" She asked just as I was cutting my stake

"He's a baker" I said and she scrunched her nose up as if the word Baker was a disgusting word.

"I thought with a girl so pretty your father might have been well to do." She said and I slowed down cutting my stake

"What of your mother?" She asked and I stiffened

No one had ever asked what my Mom ever did because they knew better not to

I looked at my frozen hands and lifted my head to meet Jason looking at me, his face the same. I knew better than to rely on him for help and had to do this on my own

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