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.

His gaze landed on Leo, who had managed to compose himself and adopt his usual icy demeanor by the time Collins had opened the door.

head with a hint of mock pity. “A bright future potentially dashed

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

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

company knows about Leo’s injury. He can’t perform on stage anymore. I just came to show some concern, buddy. Why the hostility?”

agents. Cory had always been in Collins‘ shadow, especially with Leo being Collins‘ ace. Now that Leo was sidelined, Cory was curious to see how Collins would

kick them while they were down, so he didn’t take the bait. Flicking his finger nonchalantly, he drawled, “Seems my boy Leo’s

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 keep

pressed into a thin line, his gaze steady on Cory, aware that the real proposition was about to

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