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

Chapter 1238

Calvin's voice came out sharp and accusatory, like he was launching right into an attack. Mirabella shot him a sideways glance, her gaze cool and detached, clearly not interested in engaging with his outburst.

Seeing this, Calvin shook his head, exasperated. "Do you really think signing a partnership agreement gives you free rein to do whatever you please? This is the Tech Institute, not Prestige College. Do you have any clue about the consequences of rubbing someone the wrong way here?"

"Mr. Calvin," Dr. King chimed in, clearly disapproving of Calvin's harsh tone towards his student.

Calvin glanced at Dr. King. "You don't understand... but never mind, I'm too tired to spell it out."

With that, he turned on his heel and left, not sparing Mirabella a second look.

The air was thick with awkwardness. Dr. King, noticing Mirabella didn't seem the reckless type, cleared his throat and offered a short explanation. "Hank looked pretty upset when he came by earlier."

Mirabella's lips curled slightly. "So, because he's in a mood, he needs someone to vent on?"

tone, Dr. King added,

Now that the agreement

ride with a friend later,"

paused, surprised. "A friend?

slightly, offering no

from their first meeting that Mirabella had a presence about her-a calm confidence that set

to press further.

gave a subtle

lounge and stepped out of the building. Outside, Calvin was loitering by a trash can, smoking. Seeing

and casually mentioned that Mirabella wouldn't be heading back

the proper spot, asked skeptically, "She claims to have friends

"Yes," Dr. King nodded.

convinced. "She better not stir up any trouble. She came with us,