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

Chapter 310

As the team coach finished speaking, the group’s eyes instinctively sought Mirabella out. Among them, she was the powerhouse, the beacon of hope most likely to advance. Despite their collective defeat, they all yearned for her to level up and reclaim the glory that belonged to their nation.

At this juncture, it was no longer about individual wins or losses but about standing united in honor and disgrace.

Feeling a bit bemused under their intense gaze, Mirabella cleared her throat and puffed out her chest assertively. “Don’t you worry, I’ll win back that glory for us.” Her voice resonated with brash confidence, starkly contrasting their prevailing mood of dejection.

Hearing this, Vincent’s heart, which had been in a vice, suddenly eased. He knew Mirabella wouldn’t be one of those who was eliminated.

The coach’s dim expression seemed to flicker back to life at Mirabella’s words. His lips quivered slightly before he asked in a low voice, “So, what score are you predicting for yourself this time?”

The coach had his mind set on a target of around one hundred seventy. The notion of a flawless score was too daring to entertain, especially in an international contest – a game that played on an entirely different field than national competitions.

of pride, “A

score?” The coach stammered.

was a true

a complex expression, feeling as if the exam she described was completely different from the

fellow teammates, now equally stunned into silence. The blow of defeat, it seemed, was no longer

coach saw Mirabella’s perfect score and first–place rank, he

composure.

This gap signified a prowess that went far beyond a mere ten–point difference. In such competitions, every five points

even a ranking in the finals was a challenge

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