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

"No matter what happens, the professor's got your back later. Apologizing isn't a big deal. In research, who hasn't hit a few bumps along the way?" Zane chose to sidestep Mirabella's comment, his words heavy with meaning.

Mirabella: "..."

It felt like talking to a brick wall.

Zane didn't bother looking at Mirabella's expression; he was already thinking about how to protect her pride from taking too big a hit later.

Mirabella fell silent too, crossing her legs and lounging lazily in her chair, looking utterly bored. She pulled out her phone again.

Zane felt his blood pressure spike.

He finally understood that this young woman wasn't just a potential troublemaker; she was the real deal. A situation that should have been tense and serious was now light-hearted and almost amusing, thanks to her.

And the craziest part? He didn't even find her behavior ridiculous.

Zane felt like he was losing his mind.noveldrama

Meanwhile, the rest of Meg's team was also stewing in frustration, all thanks to Mirabella's provoking comments. Criticizing the plan was one thing, but calling it trash? That was crossing the line.

With stern faces, the team, along with Meg, worked on the 3D modeling, meticulously double-checking every step before moving forward.

Thirty minutes later, the DNA 3D model simulation finally appeared on Meg's computer screen. She took a deep breath and clicked to export the simulation data chain.

"Mr. Zane, could you please do the final data analysis comparison?" Meg had already transferred the simulated data chain to the biocomputing device next door.

She was eager to see the results.

Zane stood up and walked over to the computer. Before starting, he glanced at Mirabella, who still seemed completely at ease, and sighed.

He quickly launched the software, imported the simulation data chain, and hit confirm. Instantly, the computer screen began to flicker.

The biocomputing device's biochip processed data at lightning speed, making the data on the screen flash by rapidly.

At that moment, Meg looked up again and saw Mirabella sitting there casually, as

if she had everything under control. A sneer crossed her face.

Keep pretending. Let's see how long you can keep it up.

With a disdainful look, Meg turned her gaze back to the computer screen, her eyes fixed on it, not moving.

The computer screen, flickering with blue light, made her expression seem even more obscure.

As the seconds ticked by, about two minutes later, the computational comparison results appeared.

Just as Zane had suspected, the match rate was 86%, meaning the plan was viable.

Seeing the result, Meg's fingers, which had been clenched at her sides, relaxed. She had known all along that their plan was solid!

With a soft chuckle, Meg stood still, lifted her chin towards Mirabella with the pride of a victor, and slowly said, "Apologize."