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

When Mirabella asked Lisa for the second time, Lisa's eyes lit up with curiosity. "Sure, why not!"

After all, the afternoon sun was brutal, and an extra layer of protection couldn't hurt.

Lisa accepted the sunscreen from Mirabella. It came in an unmarked soft tube. As she twisted the cap open, she asked, "What brand is this?"

"It's homemade," Mirabella replied nonchalantly.

Homemade meant it hadn't undergone any dermatological testing or safety certifications-a true DIY product.

Their three roommates, who had been eavesdropping, exchanged glances.

All of them were elite students from different cities and came from well-off families. They were used to wearing luxury brands, so the mention of a homemade product made them think Mirabella must be poor.

Why else would she use a homemade product? And her clothes had no labels either.

They shrugged and looked away.

Lisa had already opened the lid and, upon smelling it, her eyes lit up. "This scent is so unique, smells amazing."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow at her. Of course, it smelled good-it was the result of thorough research.

Lisa squeezed a little onto her neck and arms. The white cream spread easily, unlike regular sunscreen, and wasn't sticky. Once applied, it felt like a cool, protective film.

Lisa looked at her arms and marveled at the product's effectiveness.

Soon, it was almost time to gather. Since she had already applied her own sunscreen on her face, Lisa decided not to risk using the homemade one there to avoid any allergic reactions.

Shortly after, the whistle for assembly echoed across the field, calling everyone to gather.

*

The basic military training in their first year of university wasn't much different from high school, but the university training leaned more. towards militaristic exercises, definitely more challenging, O

including several drills specific to military camps.

The afternoon sun was scorching. Some of the students with weaker constitutions couldn't handle it, and several were sent to the medical center.

James had only appeared in the morning and spent the afternoon in his office dealing with some matters.

A commanding officer didn't need to be present in front of the students at all times, as his presence might actually make the other instructors uneasy.

Wyatt entered, dressed in his camouflage uniform. "James, I saw several students who fainted being sent to the medical center."noveldrama

James paused his typing and looked up at Wyatt.

Wyatt glanced at James and coughed. "I wonder if Ms. Mirabella can handle it?"

James remained silent for a moment, his voice low. "That's not your concern."

"Don't you care if Ms. Mirabella faints under the sun?" Wyatt missed the underlying message.

Back when Ms. Mirabella was in high school, she was too young for relationships.

But now, as a university student, James still showed no sign of action, which made his subordinate anxious.

Considering the many outstanding male students in the university, especially since Ms. Mirabella was studying a STEM major, which was male-dominated, what if she was pursued by someone else?

After all, aside from his family background and looks, James didn't

have much else going for him in

especially compared to the young, fresh faces in the university.