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

After sending her message, Mirabella stood by the elevator, waiting for about five minutes without any reply.

Weird.

Matthew glanced at her. "Hasn't Dr. Elliot replied?"

Mirabella shook her head.

"He might be busy. Let's give it a few more minutes," Matthew said patiently.noveldrama

"Okay."

They stood there for another five or six minutes, still no response on Messenger. But then, a department professor walked by.

Seeing him, Matthew quickly nodded respectfully, "Good afternoon, Mr. Robert."

Robert, holding a stack of papers, acknowledged them with a slight nod. His gaze briefly skimmed over Matthew and Mirabella before he swiped his card and stepped into the elevator.

Just as the doors were about to close, Matthew remembered that Mr. Robert could access the fifth floor. He quickly blocked the doors with his hand. "Hold on a second."

Robert looked up, a bit surprised. Matthew quickly explained, "Mr. Robert, could you take her to Dr. Elliot's office?"

He pointed to Mirabella, standing just outside the elevator. "She's a new student this year. Dr. Elliot asked her to come by, but she doesn't have access to the fifth floor."

Robert's gaze shifted to Mirabella. "Are you Mirabella, this year's top humanities student?"

Dr. Elliot had mentioned Mirabella's name a couple of days ago. After checking, Robert realized she was indeed this year's valedictorian in humanities.

Mirabella nodded, polite and composed.

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

Matthew hadn't expected Mr. Robert to agree so easily. He quickly shot Mirabella a look, signaling her to hurry in.

Once Mirabella stepped into the elevator, Matthew stepped back, knowing the fifth floor was off-limits to regular students.

The elevator ascended smoothly, reaching the fifth floor in seconds.

Mirabella paused for a moment, letting Mr. Robert exit first before following him.

Robert didn't say much, but he kept an eye on Mirabella out of the corner of his eye.

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

As he walked in, Robert said, "Dr. Elliot is at a meeting with the school

administration. He should be back soon. You can wait in his office."

Mirabella nodded, realizing why there had been no reply on Messenger-Dr. Elliot was probably in a meeting.

Robert gestured to a sofa for Mirabella to sit and wait, pouring her a glass of water before getting back to his paperwork on a nearby bookshelf. The start of the term was always hectic, leaving little time for chit-chat.

Mirabella didn't feel awkward. Her eyes landed on a Physical Review Letters magazine on the glass coffee table. The cover featured a paper on condensed matter physics and magnetism by Elliot himself.

Raising an eyebrow, she picked up the magazine to read.

PRL, short for Physical Review Letters, is one of the most prestigious journals in physics, known for its high impact factor. Publishing a paper there is a big deal.

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