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

Jenna jumped as Mirabella rose abruptly from her seat, scrambling to catch up. “Mira, what’s got you storming off like that?” she called out.

Without pausing or looking back, Mirabella’s voice was as cool and detached as ever. Just changing my sleeping quarters.”

Jenna’s temple throbbed. “That’s no simple quest for a new place to crash. You’re radiating murderous vibes, girl. You’re probably off to chop someone’s head off. Ah, well. Best keep up and see what’s up.”

In no time, Jenna was trailing Mirabella to the Prodigy Class.

The Prodigy Class wasn’t too crowded at the moment. Summer had just returned to the classroom with Madeline. They were sitting at their desks, chatting and scrolling through their phones, looking quite pleased with themselves.

Standing at the doorway, Mirabella spotted Summer in the third row with just one glance. She stepped into the classroom with an expressionless face and strode toward Summer. “You seem to have an awful lot of free time on your hands, don’t you?”

Oblivious to Mirabella’s entrance, Summer looked up, startled by the icy voice above her head. Her face showed a brief surprise before quickly resuming a casual demeanor. “What are you getting at?”

Mirabella’s gaze was sharp, her impatience clear. “Quit playing the fool with me. Sending out info, smearing my name on forums – can’t you come up with something a tad more sophisticated?”

Jenna, who had hesitated at the doorway, couldn’t help but snort at the ‘quit playing the fool with me.‘

Summer’s face darkened as she stood up, her voice equally frosty. “Mind your manners when you talk to me. What docs? What forum smear? I’ve got no clue what you’re on about!”

Mirabella sneered, “You don’t know, or you’re just scared to admit it?”

Summer’s brows knitted tightly in frustration.

Madeline was caught off guard by Mirabella’s direct approach. She was clearly here because of that forum post. Madeline felt a twinge of guilt–after all, she was the one who posted it without Summer’s knowledge. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

However, remembering the things Summer had said to her earlier, Madeline’s confidence returned. She stood up, looking disdainfully at Mirabella, “You got caught cheating in a competition and got exposed on the school forum, and now you have the audacity to come here and hassle Summer?”

As her words hung in the air, Summer suddenly turned to Madeline, “What forum post?”

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Madeline cleared her throat, gave a brief explanation, then whipped out her phone, logged onto the school forum, and showed Summer the post that had garnered a thousand comments.

Summer scrolled through the thread, her heart sinking.

This idiot.

She didn’t want Mirabella to steal the spotlight at school but never intended for the competition. materials situation to blow up. After all, she leaked those documents from the Education Association, and making a mountain out of this molehill served no benefit to her!

Taking a deep breath, Summer put the phone down and looked steadily at Mirabella. “I didn’t post that thread, and besides, the innocent have nothing to hide. Your coming here to question me seems rather pointless.”

A smirk briefly played on Mirabella’s lips as she leaned forward casually, her palms resting on the e

edge of the desk. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes as she said, “It doesn’t matter who posted it. What matters is the moment that post went live, you were destined to pay for your foolishness.”

Summer’s brows twisted, a bad feeling suddenly rising within her. Mirabella was too arrogant. It was as if she held all the cards in her hand.