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

Chapter 402

estiled back onto the couch with a sigh and reolled, “Just a pen.”

who cherished collecting masterplaces from renowned artists generally hailed from cultured and scholarly families, and gifting something as sophisticated as an item from a writer’s set was the perfect touch.

Mirabella nodded, not probing further. She drained her last cup of tea and stood up room. Still got two essays to finish.”

“Alright, don’t stay up too late,” Shawn cautioned.

“Mhm.”

“I’m heading to my.

With a polite nod to the others in the living room, Mirabella quickly gathered her things and retreated to her

room.

After a refreshing shower, she sat down at her computer desk, booted up her laptop, and entered safe mode to punch in a series of commands.

code not much different from what she had

briefly, Mirabella

was off in no time, and Mirabella pulled out two essays from her

essay, her phone on the desk buzzed. She paused, glanced at the screen, but ignored it,

completing the second essay did she leisurely pick

sender: [Kid, can’t sleep without showing off your tech skills,

respect for the hard work of all the hackers out

across the keyboard as she typed back: [Oh, no can do. Even a kid’s gotta

sender: [……

stared at his computer screen, fingers flying over the keyboard. After half a month, he was on the verge of cracking the first level of security, a breakthrough that would bump him up in the rankings.

a deep breath and hit the enter key for the final step, but instead of the anticipated success message, a glaring red exclamation

Failure?

he seeing

resting his chin on his

half–lidded eyes, he caught sight of

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