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

Chapter 313

The cash transfer fiasco had been bad enough the night before, but now, with the onslaught of study material, Mirabella was pretty sure her sibling bond with Zach was hanging by a thread. She took a deep breath and managed to force a smile. “It’s fine. This is enough. No need to dig around for more.”

“Okay,” Nick let out a sigh of relief, then added, “I’ll mail these back to you later.”

Mirabella averted her gaze, noncommittally mumbling an “Mhm” as she did.

Nick moved the boxes to a corner of the room, his pale face looking even more ghostly under the artificial light.

Mirabella eyed Nick thoughtfully. On the drive over, his assistant mentioned to her that Nick’s place was a fortress of solitude, only ever breached by his therapist and rarely anyone else. The guy was a total research junkie, often locking himself away in his lab for weeks, even months, without coming up for air.

Regaining her composure, Mirabella sipped her drink and casually struck up a new topic, “Nick, do you live here all by yourself?”

“Yeah,” Nick replied. A thought seemed to strike him, and leaning against the wall, he. turned to Mirabella, “How did your competition go today?”

the

nodded in appreciation, “Oh, that’s pretty impressive.”

silence, Nick pulled out his phone. “What’s the name of the

the domestic ones, but I haven’t checked for international ones.”

Nick put his phone away and glanced at the clock on the wall.

simple when it comes

and headed to the kitchen without another

She gestured to the nearby smart robot, her hand accidentally sweeping through its sensor zone, prompting it to trundle over to

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its chest out of curiosity. Its head display lit up with a stream of data. Mirabella glanced at it, found it dull, and pushed

Nick was done cooking. He laid out a modest yet artfully presented spread of three dishes and soup

eat.