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

Chapter 189

Collins expected the knock at his office door to herald the arrival of some high–ranking executive, so he was surprised to see it was just a fellow agent.

But not the friendliest one.

Narrowing his eyes, Collins‘ voice came out distant and cool, “What do you want?”

Cory, the embodiment of smug superiority, glanced at Collins, sauntered past him into the office, and casually said after a brief pause, “Oh, right. Close the door, will you? We need to

chat.”

The flippant request floated over from behind Collins, causing a slight furrow in his brow. Nevertheless, he shut the door quickly, pivoted, and returned to his desk.

back in a relaxed pose. His gaze landed on Leo, who had managed to compose himself

shaking his head with a hint of mock pity. “A bright future potentially dashed to pieces. Yet

Cory’s overt confidence didn’t falter as he spoke, clearly unafraid of ruffling

approached, his expression unreadable. “Spit it out, Cory. No need

He can’t perform on stage anymore. I just came to show some concern, buddy. Why the hostility?” Cory’s smile

with Leo being Collins‘ ace. Now that Leo was sidelined, Cory was

they were down, so he didn’t take the bait. Flicking his finger nonchalantly,

on his face dissolving quickly. “Let’s cut the crap, Collins. We both know the score with Leo’s injury. Out of professional courtesy, I could help you

thin line, his gaze steady on Cory, aware that the real proposition was about

squash all the rumors for you,” Cory said slowly as if proposing a simple