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

Chapter 540

No matter how hard Summer tried, it seemed like all eyes were invariably drawn to Mirabella. It wasn’t just at school, even the Gilbert family seemed to be under het spell.

Summer’s thoughts drifted to her birth mother, who, lately, had been subtly probing her for information about the Davis family and occasionally inquired about Mimbella. It irked her to no end

She had firmly decided to sever all ties with the Davis family, so her mother’s relentless curiosity was the last thing she needed. Several times, the thought of moving out of the Gilberts had crossed her mind. But the realization that she no longer held the spotlight in the talent agency and that her career prospects were being hindered, stripped her of the courage to leave the comforts of the Gilbert home.

The bell signaling the start of class rang, and Summer took a deep breath. She really been able to focus on, into her backpack.

way her physics textbook, which she hadn’t

The results of the math competition were out for barely a moment when Mr. Brown, the head of the math department, couldn’t wait to summon her to his office. “Mirabella, could you walk me through your thought process for these two problems?” he asked eagerly

Mr. Brown, who also taught the Advanced Class, was holding a copy of the second exam paper Mirabella had taken, which was neatly

her

cleared her throat and briskly outlined her approach to the

method that seemed quite avant–garde, eerily resembling the new theoretical framework he had been striving to formulate

to Mirabella’s straightforward explanation, Mr. Brown felt an epiphany wash over him. He looked at her, genuinely curious, and asked, “How long did you

these solutions intuitively simpler and more efficient? Did they really require

week or two, I guess. Considering it was a question from her teacher,

Brown fell silent. A week or two? What about the six months he had spent without perfecting his method?

weren’t for Mirabella’s modest demeanor, he might have suspected she was deliberately undermining

an A4 sheet with pre–printed problems on it Handing it to Mirabella, he said, “Take a look

pause, he added, “Can you do it

the problems on the sheet and quietly replied, “… I