Chapter <b>313 </b>


    The cash transfer fiasco had been bad enough the night before, but now, with the onught of study material, Mirabe 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 youter.”


    Mirabe averted her gaze, nomittally 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.


    Mirabe eyed Nick thoughtfully. On the drive over, his assistant mentioned to her that Nick’s ce 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 hisb for weeks, even months, withouting up for air.


    Regaining herposure, Mirabe sipped her drink and casually struck up a new topic, “Nick, do you live here all by yourself?”


    “Yeah,” Nick replied. A thought seemed to strike him, and leaning against the wall, he. turned to Mirabe, “How did yourpetition go today?”


    “Not bad, just made it to the finals,” Mirabe 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 name of thepetition? Can I look it up online?”


    Mirabe shrugged, “I’m not really sure. There is news about the domestic ones, but I haven’t checked for international ones.”


    Hearing this, Nick put his phone away and nced at the clock on the wall. “I should start on dinner. Any dietary restrictions I should know about?”


    “No, I’m simple when ites to food.”


    Nick hummed an acknowledgment and headed to the kitchen without another word.


    Mirabe sat down on the couch, feeling a bit bored. She gestured to the nearby smart robot, her hand identally sweeping through its sensor zone, prompting it to trundle over to her.


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    Chapter 313.


    When it got close, she pressed a few buttons on its chest out of curiosity. Its head disy lit up with a stream of data. Mirabe nced at it, found it dull, and pushed the buttons again, returning the robot to its default state.


    Twenty minutester, Nick was done cooking. Heid out a modest yet artfully presented spread of three dishes and soup on the table, then called Mirabe over to


    eat.


    Mirabe raised an eyebrow in surprise at the sight of the meal. Nick had some serious culinary chops.


    Nick brought over two sets of cutlery, and after Mirabe asked which set was hers, she grabbed it and sat at the opposite end of the rectangr 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 nce at Mirabe 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 Mirabe back to her hotel. Instead, he turned on the TV and settled on the couch.


    Mirabe came out 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.