The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 76

Seeing that Leo finally had some reaction, Collins, as if accustomed to his erratic way of speaking, handed over the water in his hand, and said with a somewhat solemn tone. “Leo, when are you gonna stop throwing yourself this pity party?”

Leo stared blankly at the celling, his brooding gaze quickly replaced by the stillness of a stagnant pond. After an agonizing silence, he spoke with a bitter edge, “Not being able to get back on stage is like a death sentence to me. I’m practically useless, man. Do you get that?”

Collins opened his mouth, then closed it, unsure of what to say next. He understood all too well the turrnoil eating away

at Leo.

Leo was his discovery, a prodigy in music production, singing, and dancing–a natural–born superstar destined for the spotlight. But a single accident had shattered his foundation, and for someone as fiercely proud as Leo, it was a devastating blow.

“Don’t give up, Leo. Medicine’s advanced so much, someone out there’s gotta have the fix you need,” Collins said, his throat dry, repeating the same hopeful lines, even though he felt utterly helpless.

A hollow laugh escaped Leo as he closed his eyes, turning his head away from Collins, shutting down any further conversation.

door. Then he paused, recalling something Mirabella from the

for you with your folks anymore. I didn’t tell your sister that you weren’t coming home tonight either. Whether you go back

“I’m out.”

the door closing echoed from the entrance. The bedroom,

was eerily

eyes. He clenched his fists, frustration boiling

sitting up abruptly, and after a moment of indecision, he got out of

eight in

the clock on the wall and the front door, her face

phone,

and eat,” Delilah suggested, her

“Maybe Leo’s tied up

might be busy, but he

wouldn’t need an agent