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

Ben left the medical school, and once he got out of the dead zone, he whipped out his phone and made a call.

"Yep, the drug's about to go into human trials. I'll shoot over a report once we've got some results," he said in fluent English, giving a quick update on the situation back at the school before hanging up.

Feeling pretty good, Ben reached over and cranked up the car stereo, bobbing his head to the beat of some catchy tunes, just soaking it all in.

Before long, his phone buzzed again.

It was Lisa's mom calling.

With a glance at the screen, Ben hit the answer button, and Gracie's warm voice came through.

"Hey Ben, did you swing by the school today?"

Ben replied casually, "Nah, what's going on, Gracie?"

"Oh, you weren't there... It's nothing major, just thought if you were around, you could remind Lisa to pop home for a bit. It's been ages since her last visit."

Hearing that, Ben drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, realizing he ought to catch up with his sister anyway. "Sure thing, I'll be passing by the school soon. I can pick her up."

Gracie sounded relieved, "If it's too much hassle, it's fine for next time."noveldrama

Ben reassured her, "No hassle at all. Lisa and I will head back together later."

With that, he swung the car around and headed towards Prestige College.

*

About half an hour later, Ben pulled up outside Prestige College.

He parked by the curb but stayed in the car, sending Lisa a quick text instead.

After hitting send, he tucked his phone away, rolled down the window, and leaned back, resting his arm lazily on the door while his eyes drifted to the side mirror.

There weren't many cars parked nearby, but soon enough, a sleek black sedan rolled into view, catching Ben's eye.

He gave it a quick glance but then lost interest, rolling the window back up.

...

The guy in the car was none other than James, there to pick up Mirabella.

After shooting Mirabella a message to say he'd arrived, James picked up a stack of blueprints beside him, completely ignoring the outside world.

The blueprints, sent by Dane from the tech institute, were for a gadget James was tasked with modifying and assembling.

Just looking at the thousands of labels crammed onto the pages was enough to make anyone's head spin.

As James stared at the plans, he felt a bit overwhelmed, like he'd just walked into a tricky puzzle.

Rubbing his temples, he grabbed a pencil from the glove compartment and started sorting through the assembly process, bit by bit.

His thoughts were interrupted when the passenger door opened, and Mirabella climbed in.

As she buckled up, she eyeballed the large blueprints in his hands and raised an eyebrow, "Engineering stuff?"

James put the pencil away and rolled up the blueprints. "Not quite, it's a submarine blueprint from the tech institute."

Mirabella blinked, "That's some serious high-tech stuff."

"All high-tech gear's made by people," James replied with a sideways glance, casually shoving the rolled-up blueprints into a side gap, not caring as they slipped under the seat.

Mirabella couldn't help but chuckle, "I should've filmed that and shown it to the bigwigs at the institute. They'd love to see how you handle their precious designs."