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

At this moment, Mirabella was staring boredly at the grass beneath her feet, her eyes half-closed. She sensed someone looking at her and lifted her head.

Her gaze drifted over a few heads before landing on the man standing at the front, radiating an imposing and chilly aura.

Mirabella blinked in surprise.

That guy, the head instructor?

She hadn't really noticed him before, but seeing James in his camouflage uniform now, she couldn't help but acknowledge his military vibe.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, recalling Lisa's mention of a 'super handsome and young' instructor. Now, she found herself totally agreeing.

Definitely handsome.

Despite his looks, most students avoided making eye contact with James, a kind of instinctive fear.noveldrama

The tough morning training flew by, and without the intense stares of the head instructor and other instructors, the freshmen finally started to unwind a bit.

In the cafeteria, Lisa was poking at a piece of fish. "Wow, that head instructor is something else. I sneaked a glance at him and couldn't dare look again."

Mirabella gave Lisa a sidelong glance. "Isn't he super handsome and young? Why couldn't you look?"

Lisa chuckled. "Yeah, he's handsome and young, but also pretty intimidating. Didn't you find his stare kind of terrifying?"

Especially since she was in the front row, just thinking about it made her shiver.

"I didn't notice," Mirabella replied casually.

Lisa gave her a thumbs up.

Mirabella's phone buzzed in her pocket. She set down her fork and calmly checked her phone.

It was a message from the super handsome and young head instructor.

With half her meal still on her plate, Mirabella decided she was done eating. After replying to the

message, she looked up at Lisa and said, "I gotta go, something came up.

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Lisa paused, her grip on the fork tightening slightly. "Is everything okay?"

Mirabella stood, giving a slight smile. "Yeah, just meeting a friend."

"Oh, alright then. You better go," Lisa said quickly.

"Mhm."

Mirabella nodded, grabbed her hat from beside her, and put it on as she left the cafeteria.

She made her way around campus to the Administration Building at Prestige College, heading up to the third floor. In the hallway, she waited for someone.

Wyatt, with his phone in hand, looked up to see Mirabella approaching. He pocketed his phone and waved, "Ms. Mirabella."

Mirabella walked over.

"James is inside. Go on in," Wyatt said with a friendly smile, opening the office door for Mirabella.

Mirabella raised an eyebrow at him, nodded her thanks, and stepped into the office.

As soon as she entered, Wyatt closed the door behind her.

Inside, James was sitting on a couch with a coffee table in front of him, covered with boxes of fancy

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meals. Seeing Mirabella, the sharpness in his expression disappeared, replaced by a warm and gentle look. "You're here."

James gestured to the couch next to him, inviting her to sit.

"Mhm." Mirabella nodded.

"Let's eat first." James casually picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed her a

set.

"Thanks." Mirabella, having only

nibbled a bit in the cafeteria, didn't

stand on ceremony and started

eating. After a few bites, she looked

raised. So,

up at James, eyebro

you're the head instructor now."

James was still in his camouflage gear, looking clean and fresh. Even without the

cap he wore during the morning's training, he exuded a distinct air.