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

Chapter 1622

Robert couldn't help but smirk. "Is this really about swimming skills?"

He shot an exasperated glance at Mirabella. "Haven't you heard the saying 'it's the good swimmers who drown'?"

Mirabella gave Robert a complicated look. "Professor, I didn't expect this from you."

Wishing she'd drown, seriously?

"Judging by your mood to banter, you must be ready for tomorrow's conference," Robert remarked, casting a sidelong glance at Mirabella.

Mirabella instantly pressed her fingers to her temples. "Professor, I can't. I'm dizzy. You haven't been in that water-it's like the Arctic out there. I'm sure I'm catching a cold."

Robert: "..."

Nearby, Blaze and the others were cracking up at Mira's theatrics.

Ignoring Mirabella's dramatics, Robert stood up. "Tomorrow morning at eight- thirty, meet in the hotel lobby."

With that, he headed for the door. Kids these days seemed so diligent on the surface, but it was all just a facade!

**

The next day.

met up with the math department

physics department, the math folks, including their professor, looked like they'd pulled

think they'd spent the

you redo your presentation?" Robert asked, staring unblinkingly at the math

run down his spine, replied, "Of course! Our student team is the

a dismissive

is the best? He thought with a smirk. Got any valedictorians? Competition champions? Anyone

and led everyone towards

*

you guys feel like there are a few cars tailing us?" Blaze

them

were walking

and ever

cars were still there, creeping along, making

Blaze, turned his head

he noticed the familiar license plate on one of the cars, Patrick

yesterday when he'd been picked up