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.

arching an eyebrow at his dice, his face brimming with cocky

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

once more. After another listen, Mirabella casually inquired, “Have you

her. “Nope, just showed an early version to Collins

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

you, you might end up

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

or theft,” Leo replied, then squinted suspiciously at her. “Why do you ask

just curious,” Mirabella said with

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 always others taking cues from me.”

Leo, you are the best.” The look on

momentarily lost for words. There it was again,

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