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?”

sidelong glance. “What’s

would his granddad invite you to a birthday bash?”

my irresistible charm,” Mirabella quipped, a smug

her eyes in silence.

flipped through them before handing them over to Jenna. “You

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 of test papers made

no use to me, but right up your alley,” Mirabella said nonchalantly, pausing for a beat before adding, “Remember, you’re aiming

that you’re just offloading these on me because you don’t want to do them yourself?‘

Mirabella turned her attention back to her own work and picked up

paper.

gazed at the five fresh sets of math papers on the desk, deflated like a punctured balloon, and slumped over the desk in despair. Why did she have to end up with such a

her pen again and resigned herself to grinding through the papers. After solving a couple of problems, a

and she sets

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

her gaze, briefly scanning