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

"Adler, come on, man, you're breaking the pact! We all agreed to stay single!" a colleague teased, his voice laced with envy.

Adler shot him a sideways glance and corrected him sternly, "Keep your dirty thoughts to yourself. Emmitt invited me out for dinner, that's all."

Everyone at the research institute knew about Adler's mysterious and influential backer, Emmitt, who had even helped solve a complex problem a couple of years ago. Yet, no one had ever met this enigmatic figure.

Dr. Ray from the institute had repeatedly tried to recruit Emmitt through Adler, but each time he was turned down. This only fueled the curiosity of everyone, making them wonder who this Emmitt really was.

"Does your Emmitt mind an extra tag-along?" his colleague asked, trying to sound casual but failing miserably.noveldrama

"No way, not a chance," Adler shot back immediately.

The colleague's lips twitched in mild frustration.

"I'm done talking about this. I've got to go," Adler said, ending the conversation abruptly.

With that, he grabbed his car keys from the drawer and headed for the door. Just then, his colleague called after him, "Hey, about that reaction decomposition we've been working on-think you could ask Emmitt for some advice?"

Adler paused and looked back. "Sorry, but she's probably too busy."

"Alright then," his colleague replied, a bit disappointed but not pushing further. He waved as Adler left.

**

Fifty minutes later, Adler pulled up to the address Mirabella had sent him, arriving at the entrance of a posh villa community.

Being a local of Riverdale, Adler knew this area well. It was home to the rich and powerful.

Didn't expect the big shot to be loaded too, Adler thought to himself.

Mirabella was already waiting by the side of the road, dressed casually. You'd never guess she was a genius from her laid-back look.

Adler parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and walked over to her. He had freshened up a bit using the spare toiletries in his car, so he didn't look too scruffy.

"Sorry for the delay, I was busy all afternoon, and the lab doesn't allow electronic devices," Adler explained.

Mirabella nodded, "No worries."

"Right, you mentioned on Messenger that you needed my help with something?" Adler asked, eager to assist.

"Yep," Mirabella replied, handing him a small blue box. "It's a blood sample."

Adler took the box, eyebrows raised. "A blood sample? What for?"

"I need a detailed analysis of its composition," Mirabella explained. "Our school's equipment isn't sophisticated enough for a comprehensive test."

Adler's expression turned serious. Only a very special blood sample would require such a detailed analysis.

For Mirabella to ask for help, this must be something extraordinary.

"I'll get it analyzed tonight," Adler promised.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, her eyes flicking to his dark circles. "No rush. Do it when you have time."

"Got it," Adler said, but he was already planning to start the analysis as soon as possible. This was his chance to repay Mirabella.

"Thanks," Mirabella said, glancing at her watch. "You seem busy. Should I let you go?"

"Yeah, I've got a lot on my plate, but I'll get this done for you," Adler assured her. Mirabella gave him a grateful nod before they parted ways.