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

Chapter 459

Michelle clicked into the livestream and was astounded by the sheer number of gifts flooding the screen.

Dozens of accounts were firing off rockets in rapid succession, millions being spent in a display of extravagant support. The grandeur was undeniable

Curious, Michelle zeroed in on the usernames of those splurging on gifts, all prefixed with “Miss‘ Minions.”

She glanced up at her cousin Heather, who was the beneficiary of this lavish patronage. Her friends‘ generosity was astounding. Though the Pledger family was well–established nobility, with millions being a drop in their opulent bucket, Heather’s presence on this reality show had certainly cemented her as a darling of the affluent elite.

Next to them, Hans had just finished cooking and decided to pop over to see how others were faring. He raised his eyebrows at the two dishes on the table. They weren’t visually stunning, but there was a clear improvement from previous attempts.

Heather, spotting Hans, couldn’t help but ask with a smile, “Did you wrap up your cooking session already?”

Hans nodded. “Just finished. I thought I’d see what culinary creations everyone else has come up with.”

eyebrow quirk, Heather casually inquired, “Are the other groups

here. Haven’t had the chance to check on the siblings yet,” Hans chuckled.

you chose to visit us first,” Heather joked. Her eyes then drifted to her cousin Michelle, who seemed lost in thought with her phone in hand. “Michelle, you can probably see

reality, Michelle nodded and then shook her

nodding and shaking?” Heather asked with a hint of confusion. Even

to Heather, reopened her phone screen, and handed

other groups‘ dishes too, but right now, the

and noticed the comments below praising the culinary efforts. She glanced again at the two dishes on their table, which were indeed far better than the previous

smile. She wondered who had arranged this grand gesture of support for

a glimpse of the gifts streaking across the screen and joked with a hint

teased, “Hans, do you really need to