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

Chapter 279

At that moment. Mirabella had completed the application form and stood up, walking towards the Dean of Prestige College. With a polite nod, she handed over the form.

The Dean of Prestige College had barely extended his hand to receive the form when physics professor swooped in and grabbed it first, prompting a puzzled glance from the dean.

The physics professor only skimmed the form, but his focus sharpened when he saw the intended major section. His eyebrows shot up in surprise when he noted that the young lady. had chosen the biology department. He felt his blood pressure surge as if he were experiencing an invisible storm.

Lifting his gaze to meet Mirabella’s, he questioned with a tinge of agitation, “Your physics grades are stellar. Why aren’t you considering physics as your major?”

“I have a bit more interest in biological research.” Mirabella replied after a moment’s contemplation.

“What’s so great about biology? I think you’re cut out for physics. Change it. Don’t waste such a talent,” the professor urged, pointing to the relevant section on the form with a look of heartfelt

distress.

it was even possible to be compelled to change her major on the spot. This was the esteemed physics professor that Matthew had spoken of with such respect. Would he take offense

ally, Mirabella turned to Mr. Hammond, who

retrieved the application form from the professor’s hands. He then handed it back to the Dean of Prestige College, saying, “Choosing a major should really be about the student’s

the physics professor blurted out, “That explains why Wade rushed to drag me away at lunch. He was planning this all along!” He realized that there had been an intentional effort

Cunning move!

Hammond, not quite following, looked at him questioningly.

professor laughed bitterly and didn’t elaborate; instead, he muttered, “Such shameless

no rush to pick a major. You’ve still got the better part of a year

10. 10.

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the kind–looking professor before her and Matthew’s description of him.

Messenger, right? Add me. If you ever have questions about physics,

so, Mirabella’s phone contacts expanded to include another mentor eager to teach her–a chef, a pharmacist, and now,

the physics professor excused himself due to other commitments. Before he left, he made a point to remind Mirabella to reach out to him online with any questions, to which she could only manage a polite nod and a