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

After receiving a sweet digital gift, Mirabella switched back to her Messenger home page, finally noticing three friend requests waiting for her. She hadn't checked her Messenger since she left school, but seeing those requests reminded her of what Dr. Elliot mentioned earlier that day.

Curiosity piqued, she quickly opened the list. All three requests were from business card suggestions. It was clear these were the senior brothers Dr. Elliot had talked about. Mirabella accepted them without a second thought.

It was already half-past eleven, and she figured it was too late to start a conversation with them. Tomorrow would be just fine. But just as she was thinking this, her phone buzzed-it was a message from one of the senior brothers.

Lance: "Hey there, little sis! I'm your eldest senior brother, Lance Morninglight." Lance: "Messenger transfer: $9999."

Lance: "Let's grab a meal sometime and get to know each other. ["

Mirabella stared at her screen, especially at the transfer amount, completely at a loss. Do all the physics senior brothers have this kind of money? They hadn't even met, yet he was being so generous.

She hesitated, then quickly typed a response, "Thanks, big brother! ["

Meanwhile, Lance was browsing through Mirabella's social media feed, intrigued by this new junior sister Dr. Elliot had quietly mentioned. The physics department was mostly guys, so it was a surprise to have a new junior sister! And her name was unfamiliar-she must be quite talented.

Mirabella's feed was sparse, mostly devoid of updates. The last post was from a year ago, just a few pictures of food. Lance raised an eyebrow at the date_ weren't most girls all about social media these days? Why was she so different?

Then he recalled Dr. Elliot's message about her possibly having financial difficulties. Maybe that's why she focused more on her studies than on socializing?

Returning to the Messenger chat, Lance saw she hadn't accepted the money, so he typed: "Come on, little sister, accept the welcome gift."noveldrama

Mirabella replied, "Thank you, senior brother, but it's too much. I can't."

Though she had grown accustomed to receiving large digital gifts, this situation was different-after all, she wasn't even in the physics department.

Lance quickly responded, "Not accepting would mean you're rejecting my gift. Should I send a bigger one instead?"

Mirabella couldn't help but chuckle at his generosity, feeling the wealth through the screen. Finally, she accepted the transfer.

"That's more like it," Lance said, satisfied. "It's getting late, you should get some rest."

Mirabella replied, "Okay, senior brother, goodnight! You should sleep early too." Lance sent back a smiley face, thinking she seemed quite sweet.

The next day, Mirabella also received transfers from the other two senior brothers. It was like they'd planned it, each sending $9999. Feeling surrounded by such wealth, Mirabella couldn't help but shed a tear, amused by the disparity.

At the Pharmaceutical Association, David and the vice president were in the reception room, making small talk. The vice president checked the time-just two minutes to ten-and frowned. "Is this farmer not showing up? It's almost time." Grant looked towards the door, "Maybe he got held up, but he said he'd be here."