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.

eyebrow at his dice, his face brimming with cocky confidence. “What

brief pause, she added, “Play it

smirk deepening, Leo obliged and pressed play once more. After another listen, Mirabella casually inquired, “Have you played this song for anyone else

out the cassette and sank down on the couch beside her. “Nope, just showed an early version to Collins and the guys in the band. You’re the first to hear the finished product

you musicians ever run into a situation where you

you, you might end up with a similar melody or vibe. But that’s

if the lyrics and melody are exactly the same?” she tilted

theft,” Leo replied, then squinted suspiciously

curious,” Mirabella said with a

are slim to

“Mhm, Leo, you are the best.” The

words. There it was again,

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