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

Chapter 1236

Inviting her alone to the Tech Institute was like barking up the wrong tree.

Hank got the drift of Mirabella's words almost immediately, and his brow furrowed a bit. He'd specifically called her in because, during their last interaction, he'd noticed she was the linchpin of the team. Besides, after digging a bit, he found out she was a real jack-of-all-trades.

Was she playing hard to get on purpose?

Hank threw a bunch of questions her way, but Mirabella's responses were always the same: "I don't know, can't help you there. If you want answers, you'll have to ask my professor, Zane. He's the one in charge."

In the end, Hank didn't get a single answer, and it had him boiling inside. He hadn't expected the student he'd called in to be so sly, lacking the straightforwardness he thought college students usually had.

With no useful info in hand, Hank soon had Mirabella escorted out of the lab. He didn't stick around either, heading straight to the conference room, still wearing a scowl.

Noticing Hank's sour

King and Calvin both nodded a greeting his

as he

front of Hank. Yet, Hank didn't bother flipping through it. Instead, he glanced at Dr. King and Calvin, unable to shake off his irritation. "Your students

complimentary, which made Dr. King and Calvin exchange puzzled looks. Mr. Calvin then took the initiative

and leaned back in

in the lab to rile Hank up, but he figured

young, and sometimes her words are a bit too straightforward. If she's offended you in any way, please let it slide. I'll have a word with her

frowned

"Forget it, it's no

expression lighten up after some small talk, and Hank wasn't looking

Tech Institute staff like schoolteachers and just saying whatever she