The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Blaze's expression was a bit strained.

He had no doubt about his mentor's critical and sharp eye for talent; to have gone out of his way to recruit a junior from another department, she must be quite exceptional.

Mirabella, unaware of Blaze's thoughts, noticed his stunned expression and couldn't help but cough lightly, "Senior brother?"

Blaze finally snapped back to reality, "...Junior sister, you're double majoring, right?"

"Um." Mirabella gave Dr. Elliot some credit, not going into detail about how she didn't actually want to, but ended up being roped into it anyway.

Hearing this, Blaze's expression grew complex, "You haven't been attending classes in our department, have you?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been unaware of her.

Mirabella nodded, somewhat helplessly, "I really don't have the time."

After all, she was someone who fought every day for scholarships.

Blaze was silent for a moment before asking, "And the professor has no objections?"

But all he received in response was a long sigh from his junior, "Ah! Not yet."

Mirabella spread her hands, wishing Dr. Elliot would challenge her, but she never got the chance.

Seeing the junior sister's resigned expression, as if she was actually looking forward to being critiqued by the professor, Blaze's lips twitched, "..."

He suddenly doubted whether their mentor and the person his junior sister spoke of were the same person.

Their mentor was known for nitpicking, certainly not someone who would let his students self-direct their learning.

Mirabella coughed, lowered her head, and continued sipping her coffee, looking demure and obedient.

Blaze thought to himself that even the strictest person might not find it in them to be harsh with such a junior sister.

But he wondered about her actual capabilities.

Soon, the waiter brought their food to the table.

The two of them ate while chatting.noveldrama

Blaze had a scholarly appearance, and his conversation revealed him to be a person of great cultivation.

Mirabella had a very good impression of her senior brother.

When they were almost done eating, Mirabella excused herself to the restroom. Upon returning, she headed straight to the cashier and pulled out a card.

The cashier, upon seeing the card, immediately stood up with surprise, "You are..."

Before he could finish, Mirabella raised her hand, and the cashier promptly swallowed the rest of his words.

When Mirabella returned, Blaze was bragging to their other two junior brothers about finally meeting their junior sister.

Seeing the envious tone of his juniors somewhat soothed the blow he felt from his interaction with the junior sister.

It seemed that seeing the reactions of others made everything more bearable.

Blaze stood up to pay the bill, but Mirabella opened her mouth to stop him, seeing him walk away quickly, she let it be.

At that moment, her phone rang in her pocket, and she took it out.

It was an unknown number.

Her fingers gently brushed the phone screen before she pressed the answer button.

Despite her expression remaining unchanged as she listened, her eyes lost all warmth.

Iné

After hanging up, she switched her phone to computer mode, her fingertips quickly tapping in the air, and a flashing red dot appeared on the screen in an instant.

Blaze, informed at the front desk that the bill had already been settled, turned back, remembering their mentor mentioning that their junior sister's family wasn't well-off, "Junior sister, I thought I was going

to treat you to..."

His words trailed off as he caught sight of the virtual display above his junior sister's phone, his eyes widening in shock as he abruptly stopped speaking.