The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella) novel Chapter 968

Zane nodded, "Got it."

After skimming through the business plan in his hands, Wade handed it back to Zane. Something seemed to click in his mind, and he added, "But we don't have to stick to just graduate students. If there are others who are capable, we should consider them too."

Zane chuckled, "Mirabella is quite a standout. I'm thinking of bringing her on board."

Wade glanced at him, finding Zane's smile a bit annoying, even though he agreed with the idea.

Clearing his throat, Zane's eyes briefly lingered on a handsome man sitting nearby. "Well, Wade, I'll let you get back to work."

Wade waved him off, watching Zane leave before turning back and sinking into the couch. "Sorry to keep you waiting."

The man smiled slightly, his fingers no longer fidgeting with the black ring he wore. "No worries."

After a brief pause, he added, "I overheard you mention something about Artificial Life?"

Given how loud Wade and Zane had been talking, it wasn't surprising he caught that. Wade nodded, "Yeah, artificial life systems are a pretty hot research topic right now. Our department could really use some projects in that area."

The man nodded thoughtfully, "It does have considerable potential."

Pouring more coffee into the man's cup, Wade pondered for a moment. "By the way, you're pretty good with system bioengineering, right? Would you be interested in joining us to mentor some students?"

The man's eyebrows raised slightly, but he didn't decline. "Would that really be okay?"

Wade laughed, "Of course! I'm more worried you'd think we're not up to your standards."

"Not at all," the man replied, shaking his head with a polite smile.

The campus had a dedicated lane for faculty cars. As she walked, a sedan passed by on the right.

She didn't pay much attention until the car honked, making her look up slowly.

The car had stopped not far from her, and the driver's side window rolled down to reveal Wade's friendly face. He leaned out slightly, "Mirabella, need a lift?"

The man in the passenger seat also turned his head slightly, spotting the girl he had fleetingly noticed a few days ago. He unexpectedly smiled.

Mirabella paused, greeted Wade, and then politely declined, "Thanks, but my friend is already waiting for me at the entrance."

"Alright," Wade nodded. "But how about I drive you to the gate anyway?"

It would take her at least five or six minutes to walk there.