The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 934

Wade suddenly remembered a conversation he had with Hammond ages ago. Hammond had mentioned that this young lady's knowledge and abilities were far beyond what met the eye. At the time, Wade thought Hammond might be exaggerating.

Now, it seemed... well, it looked like the old man hadn't exaggerated enough.

Mirabella looked up at Wade, who was clearly lost in thought, staring at his computer. She raised an eyebrow, "Wade?"

Wade snapped out of his reverie and sighed, "The method you're using for data calculation seems different from the current methods for enhancing DNA conversion rates. Did you come up with this on your own?"

Mirabella nodded, "Pretty much. I just use whatever's faster and more convenient, as long as the final data is accurate."

Wade's feelings grew even more complicated. In research, every step needs to be rigorously validated to find the most reliable method, which is then popularized to improve research efficiency.

"So, can I borrow your computer for a day?" Mirabella asked, her eyes fixed on Wade's laptop.

After a brief pause, Wade asked, "Are you that sure your calculations are correct?"

Mirabella tilted her head confidently, "Unless there's an issue with the computer's calculation program."

Wade's lips twitched, "Of course not."

He saved the data on his computer, thought for a moment, then closed the laptop and handed it to Mirabella, emphasizing, "Only for one day!"

Mirabella took the computer, not bothering to notice Wade's expression, and nodded, "I'll return it by this time tomorrow."

Mirabella glanced over Mr. Calvin and Meg as she exited the elevator, without greeting them. It was as if they were strangers.

This demeanor made Calvin, who was usually respected wherever he went, furrow his brow subconsciously. However, as Mirabella walked past, he caught a glimpse of the laptop in her hands.

Instantly, Calvin's pupils dilated. That laptop... seemed to be Wade's?

Meg, who was skilled at reading facial expressions, noticed her mentor's unusual reaction and continuous gaze on Mirabella's departing figure, feeling inexplicably more troubled. The strength Mirabella had shown in the lab a few days ago came back to her.

Meg clenched her fingers, then casually called out, "Professor?"