The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 948

Mirabella straightened her back, her eyes fixed on the flatscreen TV in front of her. She replied modestly, “Oh, it’s nothing, really. I’m just a fragile girl.”

James’ lips twitched slightly, his eyes sweeping over the back of her hand again. If he wasn’t well-versed in the types of minor injuries caused by excessive force, he might have believed her.

“Why did the Cunninghams contact you?” James chose not to call her out on her lie and instead changed the subject.

“I have no idea who Austin is, but my mom’s last name is Song. Maybe there’s some family connection with the Cunninghams?” Mirabella shrugged, not bothering to ask how he knew they were looking for her.

James seemed surprised that the Cunninghams had such a link to her, but it did explain how she managed to leave safely on her own.

Mirabella glanced at her watch, noting that Atlas hadn’t picked anyone up from school, and then stood up. “I should get going.”

Atlas hadn’t picked anyone up, and Nick probably knew by now.

James thought for a moment, then nodded and stood up. “I’ll walk you home.”

Their homes were just a couple of hundred meters apart, so James didn’t bother with the car. They walked together to the front gate of her villa.

Mirabella used her fingerprint to unlock the door. Once it opened, she turned around. “Thanks for today.”

James raised an eyebrow. “No need to be so formal with me.”

“Hmm?” Mirabella looked at him sideways, her eyes refined with a hint of laziness.

James smiled casually, lifting his hand to touch his earlobe nonchalantly.

Feeling like she was being teased from a distance, Mirabella was at a loss for words. “…”

“Goodnight,” James said, gazing at her for a moment before turning to leave.

Mirabella nodded. “Yeah, I borrowed it from our department’s professor. It’s probably the only fully functional one in the country right now.”

Her fingers danced on the keyboard. The bio-computer terminal was designed to integrate computers with the human brain, and this one had already started forming a basic data model of the human brain.

Nick’s attention was fully captured by the computer, and he unconsciously sat beside Mirabella.

After checking the computer’s data storage and not finding any particularly hidden confidential information, Mirabella handed the computer to Nick. She knew he would be very interested.

Nick glanced at the computer, then looked up at Mirabella. “Are you sure it’s okay? There must be information about your school stored in here.”

Mirabella smiled. “It’s fine. The computer can be borrowed, and there’s no important confidential information.”

Otherwise, Wade wouldn’t have lent the computer to her today. Mirabella was very clear on that point.