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.

and her group met up with the math department outside

folks, including their professor, looked like they'd pulled an all-nighter, with matching dark circles under

would think they'd

presentation?" Robert asked, staring unblinkingly at the math

a chill run down his spine, replied, "Of course! Our student team

gave a

team is the best? He thought with a smirk. Got any valedictorians?

shrugged it off and led everyone towards Riverside

*

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

cars behind them for

were walking to

and ever

those cars were still there, creeping along, making it hard not

as observant as Blaze, turned his head at this

familiar license plate on one of the cars, Patrick

he'd been picked