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

Chapter 307

Chapter 307

Mirabella effortlessly swung her suitcase from the trunk and gently lowered the hatchback a fluid motion that

spoke of her independence. She took a deliberate step back, positioning herself a meter away from Nick, and

said with a considerate tone. “Nick, you should head back now. It's getting late. Thanks for going out of your way

today.”

Nick scratched his head-a subconscious gesture-as he observed the space his little sister had placed between

them. Usually, he would have found such a distance uncomfortably close, but for sreason, a vague sense of

unease settled in his chest.

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“So, | guess I'll be off then?” Nick's speech was unhurried, a result of years living abroad that made his English

sound drawn out.

“Yeah,” Mirabella simply nodded, showing no sign of wishing him to stay.

After a few moments of hesitation, Nick finally started to walk away. He reached for the driver's side door of his

car and glanced back at Mirabella as he ducked inside, feeling an urge to make sure she was alright.

Mirabella offered him a gentle, lip-curled smile-a beautiful, tender gesture that made Nick’s grip on the car door

tighten. “I'm really going, okay?”

“Goodnight, Nick,” she called out, even giving a small wave.

“Night,” Nick mumbled, his cheeks unexpectedly warm as he slid into the car.

The engine purred to life, and as the car moved forward, Nick stole one last glance in the rearview mirror. There

stood Mirabella, her figure gradually shrinking with the distance until she disappeared from view. Only then did

he direct his attention back to the road. Nick couldn't help but notice that his sister lacked that off-putting aura

he found so distasteful in others.

Once Nick's car was out of sight, Mirabella wheeled her suitcase into the hotel. The other students had already

arrived and retreated to their rooms. She had barely stepped into the lobby when she spotted Vincent at the

front desk. Upon seeing her, he walked over and handed her a room key.

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“Thanks,” Mirabella said, taking the key.

Vincent pursed his lips slightly. “You're welcome. Give it your all tomorrow.”

Mirabella glanced at the room number on the key card and then headed for the elevator. Her voice sounded

even-keeled. “You too, Vincent.”

Vincent watched her go, standing still for a couple of seconds before straightening up and following her, his

suitcase in tow. “Do you think you could go over a few more equations with me?”

After pressing the elevator button, Mirabella turned to him with a resigned look and pointed to her watch, her

tone serious. “Vincent, do you see the time? If you don’t get a good night's sleep. you're asking to be eliminated

tomorrow.”