GoodReadChapter 126
About ten minutes later, Zach ladled out the spaghetti onto the plates and brought them to the table. “Give it a
taste. Letknow if it's okay.”
Mirabella picked up a fork and after just one bite, she looked up with a mouthful and mumbled, “Tastes pretty
good.”
Zach sat down beside her, arching an eyebrow with pride. “Well, of course. I've been cooking since | was eight,
you know.” That meant he had a good fifteen years of culinary experience under his belt. He was a veritable
veteran.
At his words, Mirabella fell into thought. When she was eight, hadn't she accidentally blown up her family’s
potion lab a few times?
“By the way, at the hospital yesterday, after you went to the restroom, Catherine askedto take care of you.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSomething felt off about it then, and | meant to talk to you, but it totally slipped my mind.” Zach smiled
apologetically. “I had no idea Catherine planned on leaving. If | had been more attentive yesterday, maybe
today’s wouldn't have unfolded.”
Mirabella paused, looking at Zach, who had a hint of guilt on his face. Her voice was calm, “Zach, you shouldn't
blyourself. Even without what happened yesterday, today’s events. would have happened eventually. She
never really settled in here. It's probably for the best that she’s gone back to her roots.”
Zach gave a wry smile and shook his head. “I was supposed to be the one comforting you, but here you are,
makingfeel better.”
Mirabella just smiled and went back to her spaghetti. When Zach watched his sister, quietly eating, his heart was
filled a mix of emotions. Even when facing Emmitt’s questions earlier, she had not shown a hint of panic, and she
was as composed as an adult. If Summer had been in her shoes, it would have been a flood of tears and
grievance, and that was not even considering the whole thing was a misunderstanding.
They say the squeaky wheel gets the grease. With Mirabella’s quiet, stubborn nature, it was no wonder she
sometimes got the short end of the stick. He sighed silently and shifted the conversation to lighter topics,
carefully avoiding any mention of Emmitt.
The next afternoon, after the last of the exams, Mirabella stepped out of the exam hall to find Summer waiting in
the corridor.
“Can we talk?” Summer asked. Her face betrayed no particular emotion, although her voice carried a
condescending note.
Mirabella lazily lifted her eyelids. Her tone was clearly impatient. “I'm busy.”
Summer's eyes narrowed, and she turned to follow. “No matter what, you're part of the Davis family now. You
should leave my grandmother's affairs alone. It’s for the best for you, for the
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Chapter 126
Gilbert family, and for the Davis family. You don’t want to stir up misunderstandings and unhappiness again
because of you, right?”
Mirabella stopped in her tracks, glanced at her coldly. “Are you trying to teachhow to live. my life?”
That look took Summer aback, but she quickly regained her composure and said icily, “I'm just telling you not to
be too greedy.”
A playful smirk crossed Mirabella’s lips. “That's a fresh take.” She chuckled softly and continued walking without
looking back.
Frowning, Summer watched her go and didn’t pursue further. She suddenly remembered the odd tone in
Emmitt’s voice during their call the previous night. After a moment of contemplation, she turned and headed
down another staircase.
Back in the Prodigy Class classroom, Summer pulled out her phone from her desk and typed out a text message
to send to Emmitt.
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