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

While everyone else was neck-deep in their experiments, this person just waltzed over and started fiddling with their phone. Seriously, who does that?

Meg, feeling a bit exasperated, shifted her focus back to the computer screen. Just then, the results popped up.

Still not hitting the 60 mark. All three plans failed?

Meg couldn't keep her cool anymore. "What the heck? Mr. Zane, are you sure there's no mistake in the comparison? How could all three plans flop?"

They'd spent weeks crafting these plans, with countless rounds of validation. Even her mentor had given them the green light. How could they all bomb as soon as they were run through the computer?

Zane's brow furrowed deeply. "The data was pulled straight from your proposed solutions. The analysis can't be wrong."

"But all three failing like this? It just doesn't add up..." Meg bit her lip, her frustration making her words sharper than intended. If the first two plans were duds, she might've understood, but the last one should've been solid.

Mirabella finished her text and shot Meg a sideways glance. Those plans were garbage, and she had the nerve to act so self-assured?

Zane's expression darkened. He didn't take kindly to being questioned by a student. Standing up, he offered his seat. "If you think I'm incompetent, why don't you try?"

Though usually easygoing, he wouldn't stand for disrespect.

Realizing her mistake, Meg quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, Mr. Zane. I was just anxious. Please don't take it to heart."

If she were better at data analysis, or if there were more competent students in the info science department, she wouldn't be in this mess.

Sensing the tension, other team members stepped in to smooth things over. Zane, not one to hold a grudge, simply said, "It's fine. Take your time."

Relieved, Meg was about to ask Zane to help redo the comparison when Mirabella stood up.noveldrama

She pocketed her phone and said to Zane, "Professor, I need to leave early. Got something to take care of."

Already frazzled by the failed experiments, Meg's temper flared at the interruption. Didn't she get how serious this was? Why cut in now?

Zane, having lost his groove, nodded at Mirabella and checked the time. Turning to Meg, he asked, "Any other plans?"

The implication was clear: no new plans, no point sticking around.

Meg got the hint. Feeling the sting of frustration, she shot a cold glance at

Mirabella but swallowed her irritation. "We don't have anything else for now. Sorry for taking up so much of your time, Professor."