The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 537

Friday rolled around faster than a tumbleweed in a Western flick, and it was D-day for the math competition results.

In the midst of a break, around 10:30, Jenna, with her phone clutched in her hands like it was the Holy Grail, nervously tapped into the Ashford Math Contest's official site. She navigated to the results page, where it prompted her for her contestant ID.

She clenched her fist tight, took a deep breath like she was about to dive into an ice-cold lake, and then keyed in her digits.

Boom! The scores popped up on her screen like fireworks.

First session: 113 points. Second session: 52 points. Total: 165 points. City Rank: 69.

The relief that washed over Jenna could have filled the Grand Canyon. She'd blown her own expectations out of the water with a whopping 113 out of 120 for the first round.

And that second round, with its devilishly tricky full score of 180? The fact that she'd even scraped up 52 points was like striking gold, considering she'd guessed her way through the only two questions she managed to solve. Plus, making it into the top 100 city rankings? She screenshot her victory, shaking off her funk from the past few days with the grace of a phoenix rising from the ashes.

She swiveled around to Mirabella, who was still nose-deep in a book, her delicate profile radiating the serene beauty of a timeless sculpture. Jenna said, "Queen Mira, the contest results are up."

"Oh," Mirabella hummed without lifting her eyes, the embodiment of nonchalance. A full two minutes ticked by before she leisurely raised her head and asked, "How'd you do?"

Jenna was left speechless. How long did it take for news to travel down her synapses? And wasn't she supposed to be all over her own scores like white on rice?

But then again, this math wunderkind probably didn't need to check. As Jenna pondered this, the tiny spark of 'I've still got it' pride she'd felt flickered out.

She smacked her lips in self-reproach. 'That's what you get for showing off, Jenna.'

Mirabella's eyebrows quirked up at Jenna's self-smack. "Lost your marbles?"