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

Collins stood with his arms crossed, a glint of insight In his eyes. “Actually, wearing a monk adds a mysterious allure. Trust me, when this ad hits the screens, it’s gonna blow the roof off sales for the brand.” As a top–notch agent, Collins had a keen eye for potential hits.

Gina nodded in agreement, “You’re not kidding. Just looking at her in that get–up makes me wanna rush out and snag one for myself.” The vibe was just spot–on. This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

While they were deep in discussion, Leo had finished changing. He stepped out Into a slight chill and felt the briskness through his thin sportswear, so he doubled back to grab his jacket. It was only after zipping up that he felt somewhat comfortable.

Leo approached his sister, huddling within his coat. “Mira, aren’t you cold?”

“I’m good,” Mirabella replied, unfazed. Her constitution had grown stronger than the average person’s after over a year of rigorous training, so a bit of cold was nothing to her.

Leo, however, insisted, “You should probably put on your jacket anyway. Wouldn’t want to catch a cold shooting this… damned commercial and regret it later.”

Mirabella watched him quietly, a silent sigh in her heart. In the morning, Shawn’s take on showbiz was all fun and games, and now here was her brother calling a five million dollar ad ‘damned‘–was it her lack of imagination, or did poverty indeed have a ceiling?

After a moment’s pause, she simply stated, “I’m stronger than I look.”

Leo couldn’t help but feel that there was an unsaid jab in her words. He glanced down at his own jacket, suddenly overcome with the urge to shrug it off.

“Let’s head over. The crew’s waiting for us,” Collins interjected, gesturing to the team of seven or eight bodyguards standing by.

Leo’s popularity skyrocketed after the success of Country Comfort. Considering the crowds that typically thronged their shooting location, it was necessary to have a strong security detail. The central plaza of the pedestrian street had been rented out and cordoned off for the shoot, all equipment at the ready.

The brand’s advertising manager’s eyes sparkled at the sight of Mirabella in her sportswear–it was even better than he’d imagined. He’d been drawn to her when he first saw her in Country Comfort, sporting similar attire. Although she hadn’t shown her face and had minimal screen time in the live show, she somehow radiated a protagonist’s aura.

That was why the buzz online wasn’t about the top star Juztin, nor the award–winning actress Heather, and not even the veteran actor Hans, but about Juztin’s sister, Mirabella.

The company hadn’t initially planned on hiring Juztin and his sister, mainly because their endorsement fee exceeded that of average A–list celebrities. Plus, the marketing department had reservations about Mirabella’s faceless approach to advertising. it was risky, potentially a major loss.

Nevertheless, he felt so strongly that Mirabella was the perfect fit that he’d staked his job on it, vowing to leave the company if the ad didn’t hit its sales targets.

The manager, who had been somewhat nervous, now fully trusted his instincts. With his excitement contained, he approached Mirabella and Leo with the script in hand, outlining his creative vision.

After finishing his pitch, he looked down, a bold idea striking him. He then took the lines originally

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intended for Leo and, instead, handed them to Mirabella.