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

Mirabella heard the remark, and with a languid stride, moved to the side, signaling that she could start the comparison on the computer right away.noveldrama

Meg glanced at her, an inward sneer playing on her lips, but she maintained a façade of composure. There was no way she would let a clueless newbie mock all the hard work she had put into her project. Especially since Taylor had lent a significant hand; mistakes were simply out of the question.

Taking a deep breath, Meg turned to Zane, her voice steady and serious. "Professor, this is an academic exchange between students. I hope you won't show any bias."

Though she risked offending Zane, she couldn't help it. Mirabella was one of his department's students, and any favoritism would be grossly unfair.

Zane's expression shifted slightly. He pressed his lips together and replied in a deep tone, "Naturally."

"That's a relief." Meg exhaled, then moved to the computer to start simulating the DNA 3D model according to her plan.

The model had to be successfully generated before sequencing could be transcribed and the data imported into another computer for specialized analysis and comparison. Each step in generating the DNA 3D model was crucial and time-consuming. Determined to teach Mirabella a lesson, Meg approached the task with extra diligence.

In stark contrast to Meg's intensity, Mirabella was all ease. She pulled up a chair and sat down. Reflecting on how long it took Meg last time to create the simulation, she used her foot to drag another chair over and placed it in front of Zane. "Professor, take a seat."

Zane, still anxious about the potential bullying of his student, looked puzzled. This was audacious, to say the least.

Seeing his bewilderment, Mirabella clarified, "It's going to be at least thirty minutes before you're needed."

Zane's mouth twitched. Meg, absorbed in her simulation, almost lost her grip on the mouse.

Reluctantly, Zane took the offered chair, considering Meg's plan he had reviewed earlier. Based on his experience, the data comparison rate should be no less than ninety percent, or at the very least, eighty-five percent. Though ninety-nine percent was the benchmark for true success, anything over sixty percent meant the plan was on the right track and feasible.

Clearing his throat, Zane lowered his voice to address Mirabella. "Why are you making such a fuss? Even if there's a minor issue with the scoring factor method, as long as we know, that's enough."

Meg was the rising star of the biology department; her talent was undeniable. Her confidence in arguing today meant she was certain of her ground. Minor issues in the formula analysis could be corrected later, as long as they didn't impact the conclusion.

However, what Zane hadn't anticipated was that the seemingly docile Mirabella was actually a hidden firecracker.

Rubbing his temples, Zane added softly, "Don't feel bad if things don't go your way. We can be flexible, apologize if needed. With a professor here, they won't push you too hard."

Mirabella, hearing Zane's earnest yet somewhat patronizing advice, couldn't help but chuckle. She turned to him, sighed slightly, and said, "Professor, actually, we could... well, be a bit more confident."

Zane's mouth twitched again. Was confidence really the solution here? It seemed Mirabella still didn't grasp the gravity of the situation.