The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1007

Mirabella's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she softly replied, "No."

Despite not having formal training, she possessed an impressive computational ability. Ben caught a flicker of something in his eyes, put down his mouse, and stood up straight. Instead of probing further, he simply remarked, "Your data is spot on, really thorough."

Mirabella acknowledged with a slight nod, unsurprised by the compliment.

"When are you thinking of starting the next phase?" Ben inquired.

Mirabella rubbed her temples, "Not quite there yet. I'll kick off once I've got a solid plan."

Ben gave her a reassuring look, "Take your time. If you hit a snag, just ping me on Messenger."

Mirabella nodded casually, her temples pounding. She got up, mentioned she needed a bathroom break, and left the lab.

Once outside, she paused in the hallway, feeling a tad better, then ambled towards the restroom.

By the time she got back, Ben was gone. Standing at the door, she called over to Jessie nearby, "Did Ben leave?"

Jessie, finishing up a piece of code in French, looked up and, ignoring Mirabella's informal tone, said, "Yeah, got a call and had to run."

Mirabella nodded and leaned lazily against the door frame.

Seeing this, Jessie asked with curiosity, "Why aren't you coming in, Mira?"

Mirabella leaned her head back, gazing at the ceiling, "Maybe this gives me more inspiration?"

Jessie smirked, busy with the first phase of her project and not wanting to engage in banter. She waved a hand, "Alright, take your time."

Mirabella hummed in agreement.

Linden shook his head, eyes back on his computer, "Nah, just curious."

Kason didn't pry further but after a pause said, "You could ask Mr. Zane; he might know a thing or two."

Linden thought for a moment, then nodded, "Good idea, I'll check with him later."

"Cool."

Around five, everyone began wrapping up for the day.

Linden had some questions for Zane, so he followed him to his office to chat about genetic code algorithms.

Zane locked up his files, turned around, and eyed Linden with suspicion, "Why the sudden interest in this?"