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

Chapter 362

Twenty minutes or so later, Leo strolled back into the house, a cassette tape in hand.

Mirabella glanced his way and, noticing his usual casual demeanor, called out, “Les, toks back.”

With a nonchalant hum, Leo lifted the tape for her to see. “Got a new track for you to check out It’s still rough around the edges, though.”

“Sure,” Mirabella said, setting aside her smartphone.

Leo ambled over to the stereo, slid the tape in, and hit play. A raw acapella version of a song filled the room. The sound was unpolished, stripped of studio magic, revealing the song’s bare

essence.

Mirabella listened intently, recognizing the melody and lyrics as almost identical to the version she had stumbled upon online.

his dice, his

a brief pause, she added, “Play it again,

pressed play once more. After another listen, Mirabella casually inquired,

cassette and sank down on the couch beside her. “Nope, just showed an early version

asked, “Do you musicians ever run into a situation where you accidentally create a tune that

that depends. If someone else’s track inspires you, you might end up with a similar melody or vibe.

exactly the same?” she

of internal plagiarism or theft,” Leo replied, then squinted suspiciously at her. “Why do

said with a

chances of your brother here creating a tune that clashes with someone else’s are slim to none. Not to toot my own horn, but in this industry, it’s

ruffled his curly hair. “Mhm, Leo, you are the best.” The look on her face

momentarily lost for words. There it

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