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.

Hank's sour mood, the assistant greeted

King and Calvin both nodded a

Hank asked as he pulled out a chair and

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

Dr. King and Calvin exchange puzzled looks. Mr. Calvin

and leaned back in his chair, "Oh, nothing.

the lab to rile Hank up, but he figured

and sometimes her words are a bit too straightforward. If she's offended you in any way,

King frowned slightly

saying, "Forget it, it's

of relief seeing Hank's expression lighten up after some small talk, and

to hold back, treating the Tech Institute staff like schoolteachers and just