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

Chapter 300

Collins‘ jaw practically hit the floor at the revelation. “Leo, have you lost your marbles? Weren’t you always the one who-”

Leo pressed his lips together, cutting Collins off mid–sentence. “What I stand for doesn’t necessarily reflect the rest of the band, you know. Why do you think there’s a buzz about us breaking up?”

He paused, a cold laugh escaping him. “My injury was just the spark.”

Collins fell silent, his mind racing back to Vicky’s recent behavior, a growing suspicion taking root. “You think… could it be Vicky who’s got it in for you? Do you think he poisoned your drink or something?” He remembered Vicky’s vast network of friends. In particular, those fancy club buddies he’d never even heard of that were all hush–hush.

“It’s a possibility. After all, the news of my injury was kept between us. And his reaction? It was like he was dead sure I’d be out of the picture,” Leo mused, his voice measured.

“I’ll keep an eye on him. Mirabella was just talking about turning the tables, and now it looks like we’ve got our chance. Shame about those luxury brand deals and endorsements we were lining up.” Collins heaved a sigh that felt heavy as lead.

Leo glanced at him, not in the mood for chit–chat.

Twitter mess? Got a game plan for that?” Collins broached another topic. “Let them make noise,” Leo dismissed, then after a moment’s thought, added, “But Collins, you’d better ring up Walker

Collins nodded. “Slipped my

dialed Walker’s number. The call connected almost instantly. After a brief exchange, Collins hung up and

Leo exhaled, visibly

“Too bad about that NDA, huh? Can’t spill the beans about you joining Walker’s show. It would’ve blown this whole injury rumor out

more satisfying?” The buzz this

look. “Leo,

overtime these days.”

the world, man. You

his chin, considering the possibility seriously.

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glared. Screw you, Collins!