The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1355

Mirabella was still mulling over Devon's words, "My mentor's not around." After a moment's pause, she stood up, nodded, and said, "Sure, I can do that."

Devon let out a sigh of relief. He wasn't entirely sure what to make of Mirabella. When he first looked over Presley's contract, he worried she might be tempted by Presley's offer.

Without sparing Presley another glance, Devon gestured towards the door and politely invited Mirabella, "Shall we head out?"

Presley's face darkened even more, if that was possible. "Devon, don't push it!" he barked.

Snatching someone away right in front of him? That was downright disrespectful, ignoring his role as vice president.

Devon, seemingly oblivious to Presley's outrage, kept his attention on Mirabella, signaling her to leave with him.

Mirabella, hands casually tucked into her coat pockets, paused mid-step, then turned to Presley with a nonchalant look. "Not interested in the VP role, and definitely not in the president's chair, either."

With that, she turned and walked out. Devon was caught off guard for a second but quickly followed her.

Presley watched them disappear through the door, his expression blank. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he sent his coffee cup crashing to the floor.

The sound of the shattering cup mirrored his foul mood. He'd never dealt with someone so dismissive before.

Outside the office, Dane was on his way to see Presley with some papers when he ran into Mirabella and Devon. He gave Mirabella a complicated look.

He'd witnessed the whole association assessment and was genuinely surprised to discover she was also an alchemy expert.