The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 912

Mirabella heard the remark, and with a languid stride, moved to the side, signaling that she could start the comparison on the computer right away.

Meg glanced at her, an inward sneer playing on her lips, but she maintained a façade of composure. There was no way she would let a clueless newbie mock all the hard work she had put into her project. Especially since Taylor had lent a significant hand; mistakes were simply out of the question.

Taking a deep breath, Meg turned to Zane, her voice steady and serious. "Professor, this is an academic exchange between students. I hope you won't show any bias."

Though she risked offending Zane, she couldn't help it. Mirabella was one of his department's students, and any favoritism would be grossly unfair.

Zane's expression shifted slightly. He pressed his lips together and replied in a deep tone, "Naturally."

"That's a relief." Meg exhaled, then moved to the computer to start simulating the DNA 3D model according to her plan.

The model had to be successfully generated before sequencing could be transcribed and the data imported into another computer for specialized analysis and comparison. Each step in generating the DNA 3D model was crucial and time-consuming. Determined to teach Mirabella a lesson, Meg approached the task with extra diligence.

In stark contrast to Meg's intensity, Mirabella was all ease. She pulled up a chair and sat down. Reflecting on how long it took Meg last time to create the simulation, she used her foot to drag another chair over and placed it in front of Zane. "Professor, take a seat."

Zane, still anxious about the potential bullying of his student, looked puzzled. This was audacious, to say the least.

However, what Zane hadn't anticipated was that the seemingly docile Mirabella was actually a hidden firecracker.

Rubbing his temples, Zane added softly, "Don’t feel bad if things don’t go your way. We can be flexible, apologize if needed. With a professor here, they won't push you too hard."

Mirabella, hearing Zane's earnest yet somewhat patronizing advice, couldn't help but chuckle. She turned to him, sighed slightly, and said, "Professor, actually, we could... well, be a bit more confident."

Zane's mouth twitched again. Was confidence really the solution here? It seemed Mirabella still didn't grasp the gravity of the situation.