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

Chapter 61

Emmitt frowned. “Why bring up Summer again? Are you two even on the same level?”

Mirabella tapped her fingers lightly on the table. Her gaze was drifting. “Are you sure you weren’t the one who mentioned her first?”

Emmitt choked, feeling a complete inability to communicate effectively with her. With patience, he explained. “Summer’s shooting for a chance at Prestige College. And you? Participating in this competition with your grades seems… somewhat pointless.”

He paused for a second, and then added in a lower tone, “With the time you’re spending on this, you might as well enroll in a tutoring class. That would be far more beneficial for you right now.”

Despite his disappointment in his sister, he still hoped she would focus her efforts on more realistic goals instead of chasing some impossible dreams.

you’re saying, Emmitt, is that I don’t qualify for

“That’s not what I mean. It’s just that one shouldn’t bite off more than they

her gaze away and resuming

and distant. His feelings were a tangled mess. If he was talking to Summer, there’d be no such awkwardness. She would, at least. understand

in his bagel set it down

up. puzzled.

won’t dissuade you. It just so happens I have a friend

in the Education Association, aside from having advanced teaching credentials from top universities, included scholars who had made significant contributions to the country. Guidance from someone within the Association could Save Mirabella

politely declined. She was somewhat baffled. Why was Emmitt so convinced she was

thoughtful offer would surely move her, but she was neither touched nor did she

you realize how much help it would be to have guidance from someone within the Education Association?”