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

While Mirabella was deep in her data analysis, Calvin wandered over, curiosity getting the better of him. He watched, awestruck, as the numbers danced across her computer screen and noticed how effortlessly she handled it all. He was momentarily stunned.

Calvin had always doubted Mirabella's abilities, given her arts background. His skepticism even led him to push her out of his department at the start of the semester, risking friction with Wade in the process.

But now, seeing her analytical prowess and the flawless 100% success rate on her screen, he felt like he was hearing the sound of his own misconceptions crumbling.

A simulation graph in two minutes, a data comparison in one-such talent was incredible for a freshman. Even Wade hadn't achieved a perfect success rate like this.

As Calvin looked at Mirabella, he saw that same laid-back attitude she always had, like nothing could ruffle her calm exterior. True talent often came with that kind of confidence.

Mirabella could've been the star of his department, even outshining Meg, had he not let her go.

Calvin's hands trembled slightly with a mix of regret and awe.

Meg, noticing Calvin's reaction, felt a wave of panic. Her eyes darted to Mirabella's laptop screen.

100% success.

Why could Mirabella nail it every time when Meg was stuck at 97%?

Wade, having gathered his thoughts, took Mirabella's laptop to review the data. After a few moments, he turned to Meg and said, "You had a 97% success rate."

Meg had expected this result, but it still stung. "Our team hasn't pinpointed the flaw in our analysis yet," she began.

Wade shook his head, cutting her off by turning the laptop screen toward her. "Take a look at Mirabella's work first."

Meg bit her lip, staring at the screen in disbelief. "How is this possible? We followed the same steps. Why is yours perfect?"noveldrama

Mirabella gave Meg a sidelong glance, a hint of a smirk on her lips. "Want to know the secret?"

Meg's eyes were glued to Mirabella's face, eager for an answer.

With a flick of her hand, Mirabella brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead and said, a bit smugly, "Because you're not part of our department."

Meg frowned, puzzled by the comment.

"Without our data science know-how, any experiment you do..." Mirabella waved her finger in the air, leaving the rest unsaid.

As Meg recalled the first time Mirabella had laid out the simulation, she realized every step, including the data comparison, had been Mirabella's doing. Even though Mr. Zane had done the final check, Meg was oblivious to how the data had been input and managed.

Her lack of data science expertise was the real reason for her failure, despite following the same steps.