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

Leo’s gaze was icy as he pushed open the door and strode in, well aware that Jay would be inside.

“Ah, come on, Juztin, don’t be like that…” With a sigh, the assistant failed to stop him, so he closed the door and followed Leo.

Entering the living room, sure enough, there was Jay lounging on the couch.

“Where did you get that track?” Leo asked, cutting straight to the chase.

Jay unfolded his legs and stood up, his androgynous beauty marked by a decidedly nonchalant expression. “The audio is my own creation.”

“There’s no one else here, so cut the act. We both know you wouldn’t produce music like that,” Leo said with a heavy tone.

Jay chuckled lightly. “So, only you’re allowed to be creative, and the rest of us can’t? Don’t you think you’re a bit of a bully, Juztin?”

Jay detested the way Leo acted. It was as if he was the only one with talent when, in truth, Jay’s gifts were substantial, yet constantly overshadowed.

Leo stared at Jay, years of knowing each other now reduced to this alienation. With a sarcastic twist of his lips, he said, “I don’t care whether you can create tracks or not. I’m asking you how you got this piece!”

Jay’s lips pressed together, his face just as cold, his stance resolute. “It’s my original work! It’s you who stole my creative vision.”

Leo watched him silently, then, without another word, turned and left.

Jay watched Leo’s retreating figure, half–expecting him to say something more, but Leo just left without another word. This wasn’t his usual style.

Narrowing his eyes, Jay thought about the origin of the melody, then pulled out his phone and dialed Summer’s number, which he had called just an hour before. The phone was answered quickly.

“Your brother came knocking, asking about the track,” Jay said directly.

Summer, on the other end, seemed to have anticipated this. Her voice was calm and even, “The track is yours. What are you afraid of?”

“I’m curious, how exactly did you come by this track?” Jay asked.

When Summer first approached Jay, he had asked the same question. She had said nothing, only that she could help him topple Leo’s rising career. He hadn’t taken it seriously at first, but as Leo’s popularity continued to soar, Jay’s resentment became uncontainable, leading to that fateful tweet yesterday.

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“You don’t need to worry about the details. You have the finished track, and even if he wants to defend himself, he has no evidence,” Summer said steadily,

After a pause, she added with certainty, “Trust me, there will be no problems.”

Reassured by Summer’s words, Jay’s unease began to fade. “I hope you’re right because if not, you won’t escape the fallout either.”

“I don’t need your reminders. Don’t call if it’s not important.” Summer replied coolly.

“Fine, gotta go,” Jay said dismissively and hung up. With Summer’s assurances, Jay found little left to worry about.

After hanging up, Summer’s gaze turned frosty. Thinking of the scrutiny Leo was about to face, a smirk crept onto her lips.

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Leo’s own creation undermined him, and Summer was eager to see how he would recover this time. Feeling increasingly pleased, Summer turned to head back to the living room, only to see Aiden standing not far away.