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

Chapter 470

Vincent slid an embossed, gold–trimmed Invitation across the table, catching Mirabella’s gaze before she picked it up.

“Grandpa Knox is celebrating his birthday tomorrow, and he’d like you to join us for dinner,” Vincent said in a measured tone, revealing the true purpose of his visit to Mirabella.

Mirabella was slightly

aback that Knox would include her in his birthday plans, considering their limited interactions. After a brief

pause, she set the own and replied, “I’ll need to check in with my folks first.”

Her response was neither a yes nor a direct refusal.

Vincent nodded in understanding, “Of course.” After a moment’s hesitation, he added, “My grandpa really hopes you can make it.” With that, Vincent didn’t linger any longer and promptly made his exit through the back door.

Jenna, who had been scribbling notes nearby, leaned in with a curious look towards the gilded card on the table and teased, “So, Queen Mira, you and Vincent are chummy enough that family invites are flying your way?”

gave Jenna a sidelong glance. “What’s with the

Jenna coughed. “Why would his granddad

be my irresistible charm,” Mirabella quipped, a smug expression painting

eyes in

grabbed the pile of test papers from the table and casually flipped through them before handing them over to Jenna. “You might want to give

shoved on her the last time, and vehemently shook her head. “No way, those are divine gifts from the math gods are meant for you. I can’t indulge in such sacrilege.” The mere sight

up your alley,” Mirabella said nonchalantly, pausing for a beat before adding, “Remember, you’re aiming

rolled her eyes. ‘Could it be that you’re just offloading these on me because you don’t

shoulder, Mirabella turned her attention back to her own work and picked up her pen, resuming her scribbling

paper.

the five fresh sets of math papers on the desk, deflated like a punctured balloon, and slumped over

to grinding through the papers. After solving a couple of problems, a thought struck her, and she set the pen down to

and she sets

got someone I think you should meet.” Jenna pulled up a hard–won photo from her album and held the phone up for

gaze, briefly scanning the phone’s screen.