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?"

in her tone, Dr.

Don't let it bother you. Now that the agreement is signed, let's head

good, I'll catch a ride with a

friend?

offering no

skilled at reading people, had sensed from their first meeting that Mirabella had a presence about her-a calm confidence that set her apart from the typical

press further.

gave a

building. Outside, Calvin was loitering by a trash can,

casually mentioned that Mirabella wouldn't

his cigarette in the proper spot, asked skeptically, "She claims to have

"Yes," Dr. King nodded.

any trouble. She came with us, and even if she has friends here, she