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

"So, are you ready to admit you swiped Mirabella's idea?" Zane stood there, back straight, chin slightly up, looking every bit the part of an interrogator.

Meg, already knocked down a peg, seemed to be inviting another round. You had to admire her guts, if nothing else.

She snapped back to reality, glancing around at those present: Wade, her mentor... She took a deep breath and said, "This doesn't prove anything. Sure, Mirabella knows her data analysis, but me and my team don't. If she wanted to mess with the data..."

Before she could finish, Calvin cut her off. "Enough, Meg. Just apologize to Mr. Zane and Mirabella."noveldrama

Calvin tilted his head back, his face a mask of disappointment. From the moment the results were revealed, she should've just apologized instead of arguing.

How could the real creator not know how to handle each step? Even if it wasn't their specialty, they'd have figured it out.

Keeping up the denial was like treating everyone like idiots.

Meg's face turned ghostly pale, and she almost lost her footing. She looked at Calvin, but all she saw was the icy disappointment in his eyes, sending a chill down her spine.

"I'm sorry..."

But before she could finish, Mirabella jumped in, lifting her laptop. "Hold on, let's check the lab data logs, just to be sure no one's been wronged."

Zane grimaced at this.

How were they supposed to do that? The records were likely wiped, and now they had to trek all the way to the lab?

Rubbing his temples, Zane realized the troublemaker was easier to handle when she was quiet.

Two minutes later, Mirabella had her laptop linked to the lab's computer, digging into the hard drive. She turned to Zane and asked, "Zane, when did we show off our computer skills, the day senior Jiang saw a perfect data match?"

Zane glanced at Meg, who looked even paler, and couldn't help but feel a bit satisfied at how precise this was.

He coughed into his hand, trying to sound serious. "The 7th. I was in a great mood that day; it really stood out."

As Mirabella typed out a recovery script, she gave Zane a sideways glance. Quite the sharpshooter, indeed.

Their opponent was nearly in tears, and there he was, still in high spirits.

Soon, Mirabella restored the deleted log for everyone to see. She opened the data log, letting them all see for themselves.

The results matched Mirabella's findings exactly. No more words needed; the facts spoke for themselves.

Meg, feeling utterly defeated, staggered back. If there was a crack in the floor, she'd gladly disappear into it.

She had no idea how she left Zane's office; all she knew was she'd completely blown it in front of her mentor.

Now, standing in Calvin's office, head hung low, she kept apologizing over and

over.

Calvin, his face almost blank, thought about how he'd just had to grovel to Zane, and the anger just bubbled up inside him.

He'd never felt so humiliated in his life.