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.

Leo waited for the song to end before arching an eyebrow at his dice, his

nodded, then after a brief pause, she added,

Leo obliged and pressed play once more. After another listen, Mirabella casually

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

then asked, “Do you musicians ever run into a situation where you accidentally create a tune that sounds like someone else’s?”

chuckled and glanced at his sister. “Well, that depends. If someone else’s track inspires you, you might end up with a similar melody

the lyrics and melody are exactly the same?” she tilted her head.

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

curious,” Mirabella said

brother here creating a tune that clashes with someone else’s are slim to none. Not to toot my own horn,

Leo, you are the best.” The look on

words. There it was

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