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

After a moment's hesitation, Mirabella shoved the laptop into Meg's arms with a grin. "You know what? You go first. I'm too nice to push anyone around."

Meg just blinked, speechless.

The others around them simply exchanged glances.

Holding the laptop, it took Meg a second to snap back to reality. She settled into a chair, fumbling a bit with Wade's custom-built machine before she finally located the right software.

To steer clear of any awkward vibes, Mirabella dragged a chair over and plopped herself down on Wade's right, not a hint of hesitation in her demeanor.

Zane, watching this unfold, just sighed and turned away, clearly not keen on witnessing Mirabella's antics.

With no armrests on her chair, Mirabella let her hands rest lazily on her lap, tapping her index finger at a leisurely pace. She leaned her head slightly. "Hey... Wade, maybe you should hit up the doc for a check-up sometime."

Wade's temples were throbbing now. "I just did one a few months ago!"

"Oh, well, why not another?" Mirabella replied, nodding like she was dead serious. Wade, not in the mood for a back-and-forth, waved her off. "Worry about yourself." Mirabella, seeing his reaction, let it be and leaned back, waiting for Meg to wrap things up.

About twenty minutes later, without even glancing at Meg's screen, Mirabella casually remarked, "Wade's the fairest guy around. Just hand over your results to him for the final check."

Wade couldn't help but think, You're really good at delegating, aren't you?

Just as Meg finished creating a data chain from her simulation, Mirabella's authoritative tone made her fingers twitch on the touchpad, almost wiping out her work.

Taking a steadying breath, Meg stood up with the laptop and walked over to Wade. She nodded politely and handed him the laptop. "Wade, if you could please take a look at this."

Wade lifted his gaze slightly, his expression serious, a stark contrast to the laid- back vibe he had with Mirabella. He nodded and took the laptop.

Seeing this, Meg felt a pang of frustration. She glanced over at Mirabella, who was idly playing with her fingers, head down, and felt a wave of unfairness wash over her.

What does she have that makes Wade treat her differently?

Not particularly polite or charming, yet everyone seemed to protect her like she was something precious.noveldrama

Zane did.

Their department's Linden did too.

And now Wade as well.

It was mind-boggling. Since the semester started, there wasn't any buzz about her achieving anything noteworthy.

Feeling the heat of Meg's glare, Mirabella lifted her head slightly, a casual smile playing on her lips, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Meg quickly looked away, making no effort to hide her dislike for Mirabella.

Mirabella just shrugged, lowering her head again, clearly bored.

Meanwhile, Wade had finished comparing the data on the laptop. He saved the work without a word and handed the laptop back to Mirabella.

Wade was intrigued by Zane's mention of Mirabella whipping up a 3D simulation in just a few minutes, so he leaned in to watch her work after giving her the laptop.

Two minutes later, Wade was left bewildered as he watched...

Besides feeling a little dizzy, he got nothing else out of it.

Mirabella exported the data chain she generated, then seamlessly imported it into another comparison tool. The computer's database flickered for a bit, and soon enough, a green "100% match" notification popped up.