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.

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

Mirabella nodded, then after a brief pause, she added, “Play it

play once more. After another listen, Mirabella casually inquired, “Have you played this song

the couch beside her. “Nope, just showed an early version to Collins and the guys

asked, “Do you musicians ever run into

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

melody are exactly the same?” she tilted

replied, then squinted suspiciously at her. “Why do you ask all of a

just curious,” Mirabella said

of your brother here creating a tune that clashes with someone else’s are

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

words.

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