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

After Mirabella finished speaking, she noticed Shawn’s expression was none too pleased. Although puzzled, she didn’t press the matter. She had grown accustomed to his merculal moods.

Ten minutes later, Leo walked through the front door, his agent Collins in tow. When Leo entered the living room and spotted Mirabella and Shawn, he greeted them warmly. “Hey, Dad, Mirabella, I’m back.”

“Hello Leo” Mirabella stood up to pour him a glass of water and nodded at Collins, offering him one as well.

Shawn just grunted a vague acknowledgment before heading upstairs. Watching his father’s retreating figure, Leo felt an unmistakable chill of unwelcome in the air. Scratching his nose, Leo was baffled. He’d been away for a few days. Shouldn’t Shawn be a bit more cheerful about his return?

Puzzled, Leo tumed to his sister and asked, “Mirabella, is Dad in a bad mood today?”

“No, he seemed pretty okay to me.”

“Huh, guess it was just me then.” Leo shook his head and settled into the couch.

Having finished his water, Collins pulled out a contract from his briefcase. “Mira, here’s that sports brand ad contract. Take a look.” He handed the document to Mirabella, who lit up as if she were holding a treasure.

“I’ve skimmed through it already, and there are no major issues. Just need your signature,” Collins added. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Mirabella quickly flipped through the contract, pausing a full minute to review the section detailing the ad’s payout. Then, without hesitation, she flipped to the last page, grabbed a pen, and signed her

name.

Leo watched, his expression a mix of emotions. “You sure you don’t want to think it over?”

Mirabella shot him a look and said seriously, “What’s there to think about? Five million for a single ad. How can you even question that? Don’t you know how hard it is to earn money these days?”

Leo, feeling oddly chastised, had no response. Their family was hardly short on cash, after all.

Shaking her head, Mirabella imparted, “Leo, we’ve got to make money while we can.”

Collins nearly choked on his laughter at her earnest charade. What a gem of a sister. He suddenly understood why Leo was so fond of

her.

Clearing his throat, Collins took the signed contract from Mirabella. “Alright, it’s settled then. I’ll talk to the brand on Monday and try to schedule the shoot for Saturday. It won’t interfere with your studies.”

Mirabella waved her hand dismissively, “No worries. If it’s during the week, I can take a day off.” When it came down to a hefty paycheck or school, she could afford to choose the paycheck from time to time.

Leo watched his sister, bemused at her enthusiasm for wealth.

“Yep,” Mirabella nodded, then quickly added, “The sooner we shoot, the better.” The sooner the shoot, the sooner the payday.

Leo massaged his temples, stunned by his sister’s blatant materialism.

“Okay, I’m off then. I’ll pick you guys up early tomorrow,” Collins said, grabbing his briefcase and heading out.