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

“Jay’s apology?” Collins raked his fingers through his disheveled hair. “What did you think? Weren’t you going on about drafting a cease and desist?”

“Uh… Jay’s apology? Why would he need to apologize?” Leo’s confusion was growing by the second.

“You didn’t check Twitter last night, did you?” Collins asked, his surprise evident.

“Nope, hit the hay early,” Leo admitted.

Alright then, Collins thought he had a handle on Leo’s bewildered response. “Jay admitted he got the track from your sister. She went behind your back and gave Jay your song, so she is the real villain trying to trash your rep online.”

After a brief pause, he added, “Don’t get it twisted. I mean your ex–sister, Summer.”

At that, Leo instinctively furrowed his brows. “You’re telling me that Summer gave that track to Jay?”

“That’s right.” Collins leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs with a nonchalant air. “Speaking of which, weren’t you two at each other’s throats? How’d your music end up in her hands?”

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“She didn’t steal it,” Leo said after a long silence. Even though he had little the Summer of his past, he wasn’t the type to slander someone without reason.

“No way, man. Go check the top trending post on Twitter. There’s an audio clip, Summer confessed,” Collins insisted, thinking Leo was just trying to protect Summer’s dignity.

Leo’s frown deepened. “I’ll have a look.”

“Good. Swing by the office later. We still gotta deal with this Jay mess,” said Collins.

“Got it.”

Leo ended the call quickly, pulled a chair up to his desk, and fired up Twitter. He found the tweet Collins had mentioned.

After listening to the audio clip, Leo was a mix of stunned and baffled. The track was indeed from Summer; there was no doubt about it.

So, the question was, how could the polished version she had be identical to the one he had finished later on? Leo felt goosebumps on his arms and a chill down his spine.

Shaking his head, Leo quickly–browsed the web for more info and checked out Jay’s apology post. His lips curled into a cold sneer.

If Jay had been upfront about his mistake, Leo might have thought Jay had some decency, but the guy had pushed all the blame onto Summer… This eagerness to wash

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Putting his phone away, Leo freshened up and went downstairs. In the dining room, the family was having breakfast. Leo joined them, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

With the Twitter fiasco on his mind, he was absentminded through breakfast, dropping his toast on the table twice.

Mirabella took a sip of her orange juice and glanced at him. “Leo?”

Hearing his sister’s voice, Leo snapped out of his daze and nodded, “Yeah, what’s up, Mirabella?”

“You look like you’re on another planet,” she said casually.

Leo’s grip on his fork tightened, but he looked up at their parents seated across the table. Discussing Summer in front of them didn’t seem right, so he simply shook his head. “Just didn’t sleep well.”