The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 1352

Mirabella didn't know anyone named Presley, so she squinted slightly at the mention of the name. She remembered how Grant had been dodging her messages all day yesterday, and when he finally called today, he was hemming and hawing. He even used the excuse of needing some meds to lure her to the association, without explaining a thing beforehand... It all seemed a bit too planned.

Sensing Mirabella's sharp gaze, Grant instinctively looked away, avoiding her eyes. He knocked on the office door instead.

Only once he heard a voice from inside say, "Come in," did he turn the knob and push the door open.

Mirabella stood there for a moment, thinking. "Is David not here?" she asked.

Grant hesitated, finally managing a soft "Hmm," without going into details. "Please, head in first," he suggested.

It wasn't that he didn't want to explain, but what good would it do? Even the president couldn't handle Presley, and Mirabella was just a regular student. If things got messy with Presley, it wouldn't end well for her. Better to go along with it than fight a losing battle.

Catching a glimpse of Grant’s conflicted expression, Mirabella thought for a moment but didn't press further. She stepped into the office.

Grant closed the door behind her, silently hoping Presley wouldn’t stir up trouble. He leaned against the door, feeling a bit guilty. After a couple of minutes, he pulled out his phone and opened Devon's Messenger. He sent a quick message:

**Ms. Mirabella is at the association.**

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Mirabella glanced at the document, her eyebrows arching slightly. After a brief pause, she took it.

Presley sat back down, took a sip of his coffee, and spoke, "The contract Mr. Boyd signed with you before was a bit sketchy, pretty much just his personal deal."

Mirabella skimmed through the document in half a minute, then looked up at Presley with a half-smile. "So, what's the deal? You want me to sign a new one?"

"Given your performance in the last assessment, you're definitely qualified to be the official Vice President," Presley said slowly, pondering his words. "Besides, wouldn’t you prefer to be more than just a Vice President in name?"