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

After shooting off the message, Mirabella stood by the elevator, waiting for about five minutes without getting any reply.

Weird.

Matthew glanced at her. "Dr. Elliot hasn't responded yet?"

Mirabella nodded.

"He's probably tied up. Let's give it a bit longer," Matthew said patiently.

"Alright."

They waited another five or six minutes by the elevator, still no response from Messenger, but they did see a professor passing by.

Matthew, spotting the professor, quickly nodded respectfully, "Good day, Mr. Robert."

Robert, juggling a stack of papers, acknowledged the greeting with a brief nod, his eyes briefly sweeping over Matthew and Mirabella before he continued to the elevator and swiped his card.

The door opened, and he stepped in.

Watching Mr. Robert's back, Matthew remembered he had access to the fifth floor. Just before the elevator doors shut, he quickly blocked them, "Hold on a sec."

Robert raised an eyebrow at Matthew, who quickly explained, "Mr. Robert, could you give her a lift to Dr. Elliot's office?"

Matthew pointed at Mirabella, still standing outside the elevator, and continued, "She's a freshman. Dr. Elliot asked her to come by, but she doesn't have access to the fifth floor."

Robert's gaze landed on Mirabella, "You're the new humanities valedictorian, Mirabella?"

Mirabella responded softly, polite yet confident, "Yes, that's me."

Recalling Dr. Elliot's prior instructions, Robert's tone softened, "Come with me."

Matthew hadn't expected Mr. Robert to agree so easily. He quickly turned to Mirabella, signaling her to hop in.

Once Mirabella was in the elevator, Matthew wisely stepped back. The fifth floor wasn't a place ordinary students could just stroll into.

The elevator ascended smoothly, reaching the fifth floor in no time.

Mirabella waited a couple of seconds, letting Mr. Robert exit first before following. Robert didn't say much but kept a discreet eye on Mirabella's demeanor.noveldrama

Dr. Elliot's office was at the end of the hallway, secured with a keypad lock. Robert punched in the code, and with a beep, the door opened.

As he walked in, Robert mentioned, "Dr. Elliot's in a meeting with the admin. He shouldn't be long. You can wait here."

Mirabella nodded, now understanding why there was no reply on Messenger; he must've been in the meeting.

Robert gestured for Mirabella to sit on the sofa and wait, poured her a glass of water, and then headed to the bookshelf with his papers, diving into his work.

The start of the academic year is always chaotic, leaving little time for chit-chat.

Mirabella didn't feel awkward sitting there. Her eyes fell on a Physical Review Letters magazine on the glass coffee table, featuring a paper on condensed matter physics magnetism by Dr. Elliot.

She raised an eyebrow, set her files aside, and reached for the magazine.

PRL, short for Physical Review Letters, is the highest-impact journal in the field of physics. Getting published there signifies major influence.

The journal is published by the American Physical Society, so it's all in English.