The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 917

Meg felt a wave of nausea wash over her. How could someone be so brazen, blatantly using the graphics she had painstakingly created?

She was disgusted. Even if someone wanted to steal her work, wouldn't they have the sense to wait at least ten or twenty minutes before making it obvious?

Taking a deep breath to calm her anger, Meg turned to Zane. "Mr. Zane, is this really the kind of student your department produces? Using my graphics to deceive people? Truly a 'genius' student you have here!"

Zane's face darkened. Was Meg being overconfident?

Just because someone was quick, did it mean they had used her project?

He had watched Mirabella work the entire time. Although she was so fast that he couldn't keep up, he was certain she hadn't used Meg's 3D graphics.

After all, no one in their right mind would use someone else’s work right in front of them.

"Meg, I think you should take a closer look. Are these graphics really yours?" Zane's voice was unusually serious.

Meg scoffed, refusing to look at the computer screen. "What's there to see? Have you ever seen anyone who can produce a simulation in just three or four minutes? My teacher, Mr. Calvin, takes fifteen minutes to create one. And you, being a mentor, should know better, shouldn't you?"

To her, these two were nothing more than an incompetent teacher-student duo.

Hearing Meg speak like this, Zane simply chuckled and asked, "So, just because Mirabella managed to create the simulation in three or four minutes, you assume it's impossible and conclude she used your graphics?"

Meg pressed her lips together, staying silent, but her expression said it all.

Mirabella smoothly slid her chair to the computer, effortlessly taking the mouse from Meg's hand. She then displayed the data chain resulting from the 3D graphic, speaking calmly, "Look, is this the same as yours?"

Meg's eyes widened upon seeing the data chain—it was different.

Then, Mirabella pulled up the 3D graphic again and began deconstructing it right in front of her, revealing its inner workings. "Is this the same as yours?"

"And this, the metabolic processes of the genome and RNA simulation, does your 'flawed' project contain any of these?"

Mirabella clicked through the mouse slowly, and with each statement she made, Meg's face grew paler.

After deconstructing everything, Mirabella put down the mouse, tilted her head to look at Meg once more, and spoke deliberately, "Do you still think this 3D graphic was produced from your project?"