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

“You don’t need to help, just take a seat and wait for dinner” Mirabella waved off the offer of assistance.

Leo’s hand hovered in mid air, his tall, lean figure standing still, a look of melancholy on his handsome face. Then he drew back his hand and rolled down his sleeves as if accustomed to rejection. After flashing a smile at the camera, he actually walked over to the side and sat down on a little stool, like an obedient kid

In the live chat room.

[Haha, the demineering sister is back online]

Love a sister who’s both awesome and cool]

(Sorry, but after this show, I’ve jumped ship from being a Juztin fan to his sister’s fan)

[Any tech wizards here? Need the sister’s contact deets!]

With nothing else to do, Leo pulled out his phone again, his face darkening as he read the comments. Then, leaning into the microphone, he started to sardonically hit back at the viewers.

“Jumping ship, huh? You’re all a bunch of fickle fans.”

“And those of you dreaming about getting my sister’s contact info, you’re daydreaming, pals,”

The cameraman beside him, shook his head helplessly.

Was this really the same Juztin known for his aloof persona? It just didn’t add up.

Half an hour later, Mirabella finished cooking three dishes and a soup, bringing them to the small dining table nearby. Each dish was modest in portion but presented exquisitely, and they smelled delicious like something straight out of a top–notch restaurant.

Leo was utterly astonished, barely believing his own eyes, “This was made with just twenty bucks?” His sister was seriously talented.

The cameraman, made sure to focus the lens on the small dining table spread.

[Those dishes look too fancy; it’s like they were made by a Michelin–star chef.]

[Comparing her food to what I’m munching right now… my appetite is gone.]

[Twenty bucks for three courses and a soup. This girl is skill level max!]

[Props to the young miss!]

[Thumbs up for the miss.]

Then the screen was flooded with gifts, all from accounts named ‘Miss‘ Minions, quickly overshadowing all other comments.

Mirabella, unaware of the live chat room’s buzz, simply set the cutlery and turned to the cameraman. “We can cut the eating part, right?” The cameraman understood Mirabella’s intent – she wanted to stay off–camera- and also remembered the director’s specific instructions, so he promptly shut off the camera.

The live feed suddenly lost the siblings‘ feed, leaving only the split–screen views of the other three groups.

Next door, Heather had just finished frying up some shoestring fries.

After being penalized and made to cook on the last episode and the little mishap that followed, she practiced her culinary skills for a few days.

The fries were a bit uneven and slightly stuck together from a minor scorch, but overall, it was a big improvement from last time, so Heather was quite pleased with today’s outcome.

She placed the dish on the small dining table, and the cameraman directed the camera toward it.

“Your cooking skills are improving so fast, Michelle praised from the side.

Heather arched an eyebrow, modestly responding, “It’s a bit burnt, but the flavor should be better.”

“It’s already great. I can’t even do that,” Michelle murmured.

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Then Michelle took out her phone. “Let’s take a picture for the memories.”

After snapping a few shots, she dived back into the live chat room, eager to see what the viewers were saying.