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

Chapter 212

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..

Mirabella as she settled in, a gentle smile gracing his chiseled features. “Right

an eyebrow, glancing at him, “One

knee and instructed Wyatt to drive, casually starting a conversation, “How’s your competition going?” He was referring to the BrainSpark

the car window. “It’s

“Congratulations.”

dismissively. “No big deal her voice carrying a touch

competition?” Wyatt, who was

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some dull quiz show.” Mirabella replied

twitched slightly at the

James a box of Incense of

about building a good rapport with her. After a pause, he inquired further.

Can I find

name with him.

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

is it?”

her gaze fixed on James,