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

Chapter 232

Emmitt shook his head dismissively. “It’s nothing.”

“Let’s talk inside,” Leo said, striding over to the door. He lifted his hand and pressed his thumb against the scanner. With a click, the door swung open.

Mirabella followed him in, and after a moment’s hesitation, Emmitt stepped over the doorway into the house.

Once they were settled in the living room, Leo fetched two bottles of water from the fridge, eyeing his siblings, who had taken their seats on opposite ends of the couch. Emmitt was staring blankly at the coffee table while Mirabella was nonchalantly flipping through her phone, one leg crossed over the other.

These two… from the moment they met up, something seemed off. They were siblings, but they might as well have been strangers sitting in the same room.

Leo furrowed his brow in confusion, placed the water bottles on the coffee table in front of each of them, and took a seat. He cleared his throat and broke the silence, “Emmitt, you mentioned on the phone that you needed to talk to me?”

Emmitt looked up, glanced at Mirabella, then turned his attention to Leo. After a brief silence, he said, “It’s nothing major. Just checking if you’ve signed up for a reality TV show live stream.”

Leo’s brow creased instinctively. Collins had just handed him the contract earlier that day. How did Emmitt know about it? And why would Emmitt be the one to ask about it on someone’s behalf?

fathom how Summer knew about his new gig, it wasn’t

fondness for her.

look up from her

Emmitt nodded. “Yeah.”

along?” Leo’s lips curled

creeping into his voice.

Emmitt to

and she’s not my sister.” His tone left

words, Mirabella’s beautiful eyes narrowed thoughtfully. A reality show?

had been on

of protest, which was uncharacteristic of him

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dwell on the issue and asked casually,