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

Chapter 853

Mirabella shot a glance at Lisa while stashing her laptop from under her pillow into her suitcase. Casually, she asked, "So, where are you from?"

"Right here in town," Lisa replied.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, a bit surprised. She had always thought Lisa was from another state since locals usually had a distinct accent.

"Not heading home for the holidays?" she continued.

Lisa's eyes dropped slightly, and her mood visibly darkened. "Nah, I've had enough of home. Dorm life feels new and exciting; I prefer it."

Sensing the shift in Lisa's demeanor, Mirabella just hummed in acknowledgment and didn't push further.

As she finished packing, Mirabella's phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out and saw it was Atlas calling. She answered, "...Hmm, Grady's in Riverdale? Alright, I'll be out in a bit."

After hanging up, she pondered for a second before sending James a quick message on Messenger, telling him not to wait for her.

Putting her phone away, Mirabella looked at Lisa. "I'm heading out."

Lisa waved

her

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trek from the east gate of Prestige College,

stepped out of the dorm, pulling her suitcase toward the campus gate, a middle-aged man

still on the suitcase handle, and looked at the man, who seemed somewhat

sharp memory, she quickly recalled where she had seen him before. Two months ago, at a celebration dinner her parents threw at a hotel for her high school valedictorian achievement, they had a brief

ve

been standing by the roadside as she walked up, only stepping forward

demeanor, not initiating

The man, Mr,

was slightly taken aback by the young woman in front of him.

left him

she was

she seemed different, carrying an

refocusing on his task, Mr. Zhu cleared his throat and

wishes to