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

After dinner, Mirabella and Leo left Herb & Hearth, and by the time they got home, it was well past ten o’clock.

Delilah and Shawn had already retreated to their rooms, leaving only Zach lounging in the living room. Upon seeing the pair, his eyes lit up with a touch of playful annoyance. “Oh, look who decided to show up!” His tone was laced with an unmistakable edge.

Mirabella cast him a nonchalant glance.

Zach was taken aback, his inner monologue screaming, ‘So they waltz in late and act all high and mighty!”

“Zach, we just went out for a bite,” Leo interjected, trying to smooth things over.

Zach let out a sarcastic chuckle. “What’s wrong with the food here at home?”

Leo fell silent. After spending some time around Zach, he was all too familiar with his brother’s penchant for hidden barbs whenever jealousy struck.

Changing the subject, Zach’s playful facade dropped, and his expression grew serious. “So, Leo, what’s the deal with the stuff blowing up online?”

Leo’s lips curled into a wry smile as he spoke with casual resignation, “Someone’s trying

to frame me.”

As Mirabella poured herself a glass of water, she leaned casually against the kitchen counter, her eyes slightly narrowed, taking a leisurely sip.

Zach’s brows knitted together in concern. “I’ve already set the legal team on drafting a cease and desist. Don’t worry about it.” He knew his brother better than anyone. Accusations of Leo stealing songs from his team were absurd.

“Thanks, Zach,” Leo replied, appreciative.

Zach waved it off and probed further, “How did your music end up in that guy’s hands, anyway? Did one of your assistants get bought out?”

Leo thought of the complete audio in Jay’s possession and the unfinished demo he had just completed that afternoon. He sighed heavily, “No, my song’s still with me.”

Zach’s confusion deepened. “Then where did that version online come from?”

Leo shook his head. “I don’t know. I just finished the song this afternoon, and no one else has been involved. The final product and the audio Jay had yesterday are almost identical, which… surprises me.”

Zach frowned. “A case of parallel creation?”

“Seems like it. Otherwise, I can’t explain why the melodies would be exactly the same,” Leo

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admitted, though he found it hard to believe despite the evidence,

In that case, it’s a bit tricky, but no worries, a fake can never become the real thing.” Zach said confidently, having never lost a legal battle. Authenticity could be proven with professional analysis and forensic musicology. It would just take some time.

“I’m certain Jay couldn’t have produced my song, not even if he had my draft. It couldn’t be Identical to mine,” Leo stated with conviction.

Évery artist had a unique style, and it was not something that could be simply copled.

Zach nodded in agreement. “I believe you.”

Mirabella quietly listened as they talked. After finishing the last sip of water from her glass, she stood up straight and said, “Zach, Leo, you two should get some rest. I’m heading upstairs.”

Soon after, Mirabella returned to her room. She booted up her laptop, and her fingers danced across the keyboard. Fifteen minutes later, she shut the computer, grabbed a set of pajamas from her wardrobe, and headed into the bathroom.

In the dead of night, a tweet titled “The Truth You’ve Been Waiting For” swept across major social platforms, causing widespread server slowdowns and forcing IT staff to work overtime to restore service. The digital landscape was abuzz with the drama unfolding in

real–time.