The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 265
Vincent didn’t write anymore. He gathered the papers from his desk with a sigh,
finally admitting defeat with a voice tinged with resignation. “You're really good,
you know.”
He had once thought he could beat her, only to find she was playing in an entirely
different league. A wry smile flickered across Vincent's lips. No wonder she never
seemed to take his challenges seriously.
That was the difference.
Mirabella cleared her throat. “You know, you're actually quite amazing.”
Hearing her. Vincent just glanced at her and said. “You're mistaken if you think
I'm looking for comfort. I'm just stating the facts.”
Mirabella took a sip of her soup. Her voice was muffled. “Yes, I am better than
you. Does that sound less like comfort to you?” She had pegged him as a typical
straight-shooter from the
start.
Vincent pursed his lips, saying nothing, observing Mirabella quietly for a while
before he finally spoke up. “Even though I admit you're better, I'm not giving up
on the idea of surpassing you.”
Mirabella nodded, offering encouragement, “Keep at it!”
After finishing her soup, Mirabella wiped her mouth with a napkin and glanced at
the papers on the table, asking. “Still haven't cracked it?”
Vincent didn’t respond.
Mirabella nodded knowingly, picked up the paper, and immediately spotted the
error in the equations at a glance. Taking up the pen, she said, “Your approach
using the Navier-Stokes equations isn't wrong, but it unnecessarily complicates
things. This step here is superfluous...”
Five minutes later, Mirabella put down her pen and slid her corrected equations
across the table to Vincent. The errors she had pinpointed echoed in Vincent's
ears, and as his eyes settled on the paper, the equations seemed to come to life,
suddenly clarifying in his mind. A problem that had seemed insurmountable was
now simple, thanks to her insight.
By the time Vincent looked up. Mirabella had already left her seat. He picked up
the paper with the equations, his previous frustration from a fruitless night of
study washed away. Sometimes, all it takes is one piece of the puzzle to see the
whole picture.
Mirabella was more than just strong.
Nine o'clock sharp.
The twenty-three students who had advanced to the national finals from across
the country
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were already seated in the examination hall. All the advancing students were
gathered in the same room, and this time Mirabella was seated in the front row.
Her position was a testament to her top score from the day before. Her solitary
figure in the front row seemed to already be ensconced on the champion’s
throne, eliciting awe from all her peers.
This was a real-life demonstration of overwhelming strength.
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Unlike the day before, Mirabella didn’t turn in her paper early.