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

Chapter 1230

Conrad stared at his mentor in disbelief, his voice shaky, "Master, what do you mean?"

If he were to step down, he'd truly be left with nothing.

Presley gave a little flick of his fingers and said, "Staying in the association as you are now is pointless. It'll just bury your talents and make you a laughing stock." "I..." Conrad stumbled, feeling like all his strength had been sucked out of him.

The deputy head gave Conrad another glance, seeing the despair etched on his face, and shook his head. "The association's been around for a century, and while it's well-established in Riverdale, there's always a bigger world out there. Once you leave Riverdale, you might find you're not as significant as you think."

Conrad was still reeling from the shock of being advised to resign. It took him a moment to gather his thoughts. He looked up, "Master, what are you trying to say?"

The deputy head calmly picked up his phone, opened Messenger, and forwarded a contact to Conrad. "You've got potential. Maybe heading somewhere else will give you more room to grow."

Hearing the notification from Messenger in his pocket, Conrad quickly pulled out his phone.

to get stronger, contact this person and

moment, then decided not to ask any more questions. "Alright, I'll add him

nodded, signaling with a wave that

respectful nod, turned, and walked

into the hallway, he spotted Dane leaning against the wall nearby. Conrad paused, then headed over to

up and asked in a low voice,

head. He knew Dane wasn't there to mock him. "I'm alright,

his shoulder, offering a bit of comfort, then

"Mirabella?" Conrad looked puzzled.

head

eyebrow. "You

"Kind of. Last year, my dad invited her