The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Jenna was fiddling with her phone, casually unlocking it as she spoke. ‘That thread on the forum got pretty heated. I noticed the admins locked it down just a while ago… Huh, why are the comments open again?”

Mirabella continued walking ahead with an indifferent gaze.

In the afternoon. Mirabella was surprised to receive a message from James on Messenger. [Free after school?]

Mirabella pondered for a few seconds before quickly responding. [Should be.]

[Knox whipped up a couple of new dishes. He specifically asked me to check if you’re free tonight.]

Mirabella’s fingers brushed the phone screen. Without much hesitation, she replied. [Yes!] Getting new knowledge and good food? Well, count her in!

James. [See you at the school gate after class then.]

Mirabella’s eyebrows lifted slightly, and after sending back an affirmative, she pocketed her phone.

After school as Mirabella stepped out of the school gates, she spotted James‘ unremarkable black sedan. Wyatt was standing by the car door, and as Mirabella approached, he greeted her proactively. “Good day, Ms. Mirabella.” There was a tone of respect in his voice.

Mirabella nodded slightly in response.

Swiftly. Wyatt opened the rear door of the car for Mirabella, and after she got in, he closed it behind her..

James turned to look at Mirabella as she settled in, a gentle smile gracing his chiseled features. “Right on time.”

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, glancing at him, “One should always be punctual to an appointment.”

James rested his hand on his knee and instructed Wyatt to drive, casually starting a conversation, “How’s your competition going?” He was referring to the BrainSpark Nationals.

Mirabella leaned lazily against the car window. “It’s alright, just advanced to the nationals.”

“Congratulations.”

Mirabella waved her hand dismissively. “No big deal her voice carrying a touch of pride.

“What competition?” Wyatt, who was driving, asked curiously.

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“Just some dull quiz show.” Mirabella replied offhandedly.

At her side. James‘ eyebrows twitched slightly at the response.

Ever since Mirabella had given James a box of Incense of Calm, Wyatt had been constantly

thinking about building a good rapport with her. After a pause, he inquired further. “What’s it

called? Can I find it online?”

Mirabella shared the name with him.

Wyatt made a mental note, and during a red light, he searched it up on his phone, his expression turning puzzled after a quick skim. Had he been out of school too long, or was he just uninformed? Was Ms. Mirabella really finding a competition that offered a direct admission slot to Prestige College merely ‘dull?‘

“The national competition isn’t in this city, is it?” James tapped his knee idly.

“No, it’s in Riverdale.” Mirabella tilted her head, her gaze fixed on James, steady and unwavering, without a hint of discomfort or awkwardness.

Noticing Mirabella’s gaze, James‘ usually cool demeanor took on an air of unease. He lowered his eyes slightly before asking, “When is it?”

Mirabella pursed her lips, not finding any reason to withhold the information. “Next Saturday and Sunday.”

James was silent for a few seconds before saying, “Coincidentally, I have to make a trip to Riverdale next week. If you have time, I could show you around.”

Considering Leo’s situation, Mirabella waved her hand. “Might not be possible. I probably won’t have the time.”

“We can touch base when the time comes,” James didn’t press the issue.

“Sure.” Mirabella turned to look outside at the streets, “Not going to the same place we ate last

time?”

“No, we’re heading to Knox’s place,” James replied casually.

Mirabella mused for a few seconds before falling silent.

Forty minutes later, the car finally stopped outside the grand entrance of Mendoza Estate.

Mendoza Estate was not some opulent villa but rather a residence with a rich, antique charm. Standing outside the gates, Mirabella felt as if she was about to step through a portal to a bygone era.