The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Morgan’s lips curled into a bitter smile, the first time in his life he tasted the flavor of regret.

If only he hadn’t misunderstood, and rebuffed the director’s kindness, perhaps such a versatile student would have been the crowning achievement of his teaching career.

But then, Morgan’s gaze lifted once again to Mirabella. She had been quiet from the start, never arguing or coming forth to explain hersell, her eyes filled with indifference, as if she was just waiting for this moment, to watch everyone’s embarrassment as they squabbled over her. © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Morgan withdrew his mocking gaze, thinking that even with good grades, he didn’t care for students like her who lacked any sense of manner.

Soon, Morgan approached Mirabella, his voice laced with sarcasm, “Miss Mirabella, you’re quite the character, aren’t you? Silent as the grave. I must say I’m quite impressed.” Without waiting for anyone else to speak, he left the office with an expressionless face.

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Anthony frowned. This Morgan really was something.

“What’s this ‘silent as the grave‘? The moment she arrived, you all started grilling her, never even giving to explain,” Annette muttered under her breath, unable to watch any longer.

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When they thought she had poor grades, they suspected her of nepotism, and now, with the grades laid out for all to see, they mocked her for supposedly hiding the truth. Hadn’t they considered that if the preliminary exam scores hadn’t come out, Mirabella would still be mired in their loud accusations?

“What’s with that teacher’s attitude? So condescending. Anyone would think my daughter had done something wrong.” Shawn said, his face clouded with anger and his tone far from pleasant.

He had also gone to check his daughter’s results – first place, with full marks.

Although he wasn’t sure what the exam was about, the point was his daughter’s performance was completely unrelated to pulling strings or poor grades. So, the misunderstanding was on the teachers, their attitude was poor, and now that the results were out, instead of self–reflection, it seemed they thought his daughter was intentionally being manipulative?!

Anthony glanced at the vice principal, whose pride was clearly wounded, and sighed inwardly before stepping forward to play the peacemaker and apologize.

Twenty minutes later, Anthony finally saw Shawn and Delilah off, and Mirabella returned to her classroom.

The office was left with only Anthony and the vice principal.

“Anthony, I don’t mean to nitpick, but with such an outstanding transfer student, why didn’t you clarify the situation beforehand? This whole thing could’ve been avoided,” the vice principal said, still feeling the sting on his pride from the revelation of Mirabella’s scores.

Anthony’s expression soured, “Didn’t I say it? How many times did I have to repeat myself, and did any of you listen?”

The vice principal looked uncomfortable, raising his hand to his forehead, “But you didn’t make it clear, and I was listening to Morgan… Never mind, there’s no use talking about it now.”

Then, as if remembering something, the vice principal added offhandedly, “Now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, let’s not bother the principal with this. He has his hands full with issues

back in Riverdale.”

A mocking smile flickered across Anthony’s lips. Now they were thinking of not telling the principal, but what about earlier?

“Even if I don’t say anything now, the principal will find out when he returns.”

The vice principal waved his hand dismissively. “Then we’ll talk about it when he’s back. It’s just a misunderstanding. not the end of the world.”