The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 211

"I just handed over the competition materials the Gilbert family sent to Mr. Hammond without saying a word," Mirabella drawled, her tone dripping with nonchalance. "But your little stunt today... tsk."

Mirabella shook her head, the gesture as dismissive as her tone, and straightened up. She left me with nothing but a smirk that could chill one's bones, then sashayed out of the classroom.

Summer watched Mirabella's retreating figure, her eyes suddenly snapping wide open. Sure, anyone could find out the Gilberts had sent the package by poking around the courier service. But did Mirabella give it to Mr. Hammond?

In the past few days, neither the teachers nor Mr. Hammond had come looking for Summer. That meant Mirabella probably hadn't dropped Summer's name to Mr. Hammond... but no way did she buy that Mirabella would pass up the chance to smear her.

Summer's thoughts were a mess. Despite her gut screaming that Mirabella was playing her, paranoia was taking root. If Mirabella really hadn't mentioned Summer's name to Mr. Hammond, this might all blow over. But with the forum fiasco now... Summer grabbed her phone in a hurry and logged onto the forum, only to find the thread locked by the admin. Her head was pounding.

Summer slumped into her seat, her complexion ashen.

After Mirabella's exit, the other students who had overheard their exchange looked at Summer with puzzled expressions.

They were not only curious about how Mirabella and Summer seemed to know each other but also intrigued by Mirabella's parting shot about the materials 'sent from the Gilbert family.' It reeked of conspiracy.

Oblivious to the trouble she'd caused, Madeline peeked at Summer cautiously and said, "Don't overthink it, Summer. It's just Mirabella being..."

Summer didn't want to hear Madeline's voice. Pressing a hand to her temple, Summer snapped, "Would you just zip it and let me have some peace?" If not for this blundering idiot, Summer wouldn't be in this embarrassing spot.

Mirabella suddenly paused and turned to Jenna. "You got your phone on you?"

"Huh?" Jenna, mid-ramble, hit the brakes and looked at Mirabella, quickly regaining her composure. "Yeah, I've got it."

Mirabella took it from her, asked for the unlock code, and, without any secrecy, logged onto the school forum.

Jenna assumed Mirabella just wanted to check out the latest gossip and averted her gaze, saying, "It's all just fence-sitters enjoying the drama. Don't mind those comments." Jenna had read through a couple hundred comments herself and saw quite a few taking jabs at Mirabella, which nearly sent her through the roof.

"Right." Mirabella hummed in response, her gaze fixed on the phone screen. Her fingers moved deftly, and soon after, she handed Jenna back her phone.