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

Chapter 309

The clock hadn’t struck the hour, so the grand entrance of the skyscraper remained closed momentarily.

The team’s coach huddled the students together for a final briefing, his expression more grave than ever. This international competition wasn’t just about personal prowess but about national honor on the global stage. As he reiterated the significance of the event, a palpable surge of determination swept through the group.

Mirabella glanced toward the Olympic emblem at the top of the building, her lips curling into a subconscious smile. If one looked closely, they’d see the spark of combativeness igniting in her eyes. She had tackled more cases of puzzling ailments than anyone else, and now it was time to reap the rewards of her hard work.

At 9 a.m. sharp, Eastern Time, over a hundred young scholars from around the globe filed into the examination hall in an orderly fashion. There were ten exam rooms in total and Mirabella was assigned to Room 10 alongside Vincent and three others. Their placement in the same room seemed odd at first.

Settling into her seat, Mirabella twirled her pen thoughtfully. According to the usual protocol, they shouldn’t have all been in the same room. But soon enough, she overheard two international students conversing nearby, and the mystery unraveled. The assignments were based on the previous year’s national rankings. Those who were at the bottom, or didn’t make the cut at all, were lumped together in the last two rooms.

words, the countries represented in Rooms 9 and 10 hadn’t made the leaderboard last time. If none had ranked before, then it hardly mattered if students from the same nation were grouped together. After all, they

hand, Mirabella thought, ‘Is this a slight?‘ The

proctor entered with the exam papers, his demeanor icy,

her paper. As expected, the international level was at least twice as challenging as the domestic competition. She exhaled and began to write. She thrived on complex problems, much like diagnosing a difficult case – too easy, and it was hardly

three grueling hours and was worth a total of two hundred points, with a high cutoff of one hundred sixty

the proctor sternly instructed everyone to drop their pens and exit. Not a second more was to

the exam room, Mirabella checked the signs and made a quick

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