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

Chapter 356

As the other groups wrapped up their tasks, the clock struck midnight, Heather’s team, in a now familiar turn of events, had once again finished last.

Today’s punishment for coming in last wasn’t dish duty but cooking duty. This left Heather and her cousin Michelle, both of whom had never really cooked, utterly flabbergasted. Thankfully, with Hans and Gabriel lending a hand, they managed to cobble together a passable lunch.

Meanwhile, Mirabella hadn’t lifted a finger to help in the kitchen. Instead, she sat idly in the backyard, having borrowed some paper and a pen from the production crew. Sprawled across the table with a nonchalant air, she began to tackle some questions.

The questions had been sent to her by the physics professor from Prestige College. They had connected on Messenger during the last competition, and ever since, he occasionally pinged her with challenging problems to mull over.

Initially, the production team hadn’t planned on focusing the camera too much on Mirabella, but with viewers in the live chat constantly asking what the young girl was up to, the host felt compelled to check in.

“So, miss, are you working on some problems?” As the host spoke, the camera zoomed in for a close–up of the paper, filled with dense equations and formulas that were just gibberish at a glance.

“Whoa, I can’t make heads or tails of this. Are high school problems this tough nowadays?” The host craned his neck, trying to make sense of the math, a look of bewilderment on his face.

The live chat began to buzz with activity.

is she really doing homework now? Talk about a

it at all. Did I attend

from this year’s freshman physics course at Prestige College? Didn’t she say she was still in

understand the question, but her handwriting

she’s got it solved perfectly. This is seriously

live chat before leaning in to whisper to his sister,

up, Mirabella hummed

should have gotten

finished solving the problem and snapped a

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professor.

finished preparing lunch and came out with dishes and cutlery in hand. Noticing the crowd around Mirabella, Heather set down her dishes and approached. “What’s going on here, everyone?”

laced with a hint of awe, “The younger

for a moment before responding with surprise, “Really