GoodReadChapter 313
The cash transfer fiasco had been bad enough the night before, but now, with the onslaught of study material,
Mirabella was pretty sure her sibling bond with Zach was hanging by a thread. She took a deep breath and
managed to force a smile. “It’s fine. This is enough. No need to dig around for more.”
“Okay,” Nick let out a sigh of relief, then added, “I'll mail these back to you later.”
Mirabella averted her gaze, noncommittally mumbling an “Mhm” as she did.
Nick moved the boxes to a corner of the room, his pale face looking even more ghostly under the artificial light.
Mirabella eyed Nick thoughtfully. On the drive over, his assistant mentioned to her that Nick's place was a
fortress of solitude, only ever breached by his therapist and rarely anyone else. The guy was a total research
junkie, often locking himself away in his lab for weeks, even months, without coming up for air.
Regaining her composure, Mirabella sipped her drink and casually struck up a new topic, “Nick, do you live here
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtall by yourself?”
“Yeah,” Nick replied. A thought seemed to strike him, and leaning against the wall, he. turned to Mirabella, “How
did your competition go today?”
“Not bad, just made it to the finals,” Mirabella answered with modesty.
Nick hadn't followed the event but nodded in appreciation, “Oh, that’s pretty impressive.”
To avoid an awkward silence, Nick pulled out his phone. “What's the nof the competition? Can I look it up
online?”
Mirabella shrugged, “I'm not really sure. There is news about the domestic ones, but | haven't checked for
international ones.”
Hearing this, Nick put his phone away and glanced at the clock on the wall. “I should start on dinner. Any dietary
restrictions | should know about?”
“No, I'm simple when it comes to food.”
Nick hummed an acknowledgment and headed to the kitchen without another word.
Mirabella sat down on the couch, feeling a bit bored. She gestured to the nearby smart robot, her hand
accidentally sweeping through its sensor zone, prompting it to trundle over to her.
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When it got close, she pressed a few buttons on its chest out of curiosity. Its head display lit up with a stream of
data. Mirabella glanced at it, found it dull, and pushed the buttons again, returning the robot to its default state.
Twenty minutes later, Nick was done cooking. He laid out a modest yet artfully presented spread of three dishes
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand soup on the table, then called Mirabella over to
eat.
Mirabella raised an eyebrow in surprise at the sight of the meal. Nick had sserious culinary chops.
Nick brought over two sets of cutlery, and after Mirabella asked which set was hers, she grabbed it and sat at the
opposite end of the rectangular table. Considering the logistics required to reach for dishes, she just took one
dish for herself. “Nick, this portion is fine for me.”
Nick was confused. Was there something a bit off with his sister? Throughout dinner, Nick couldn’t help but
glance at Mirabella sitting at the far end of the table. It was certainly an unusual way to share a meal.
After dinner, with plenty of evening left, Nick didn’t rush Mirabella back to her hotel. Instead, he turned on the TV
and settled on the couch.
Mirabella cout of the bathroom and saw Nick sitting there. Walking over, she very considerately chose the
spot farthest from him to sit down.
Nick silently observed her. Here was this keeping distance thing again.
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