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

Chapter 452

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Chapter 452 When they arrived, it was still early. The crew was busy fine-tuning the camera equipment, and the other three groups of guests were gradually showing up.

Before stepping out of the car, Mirabella meticulously secured her face mask. Today, her hair was colled into a neat bun, and she wore a black hoodie paired with denim jeans - a casual look yet tinged with a cool vibe. She was a natural fashionista and easily pulled off any style.

“Collins, what's the thtoday?” Mirabella casually asked Collins. Even though the production crew didn’t provide a script, they must have shared sintel with the guests beforehand, especially considering all the hints Collins had dropped on the drive over.

Collins shot Mirabella a silent glance. She had never asked about the thbefore; how did she guess he had received advance notice from the production? Her perceptiveness was downright scary.

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‘Today's threvolves around money,” Collins divulged reluctantly, knowing too well that as this was a live broadcast, guests knowing too much beforehand could lead to slip-ups.

“Alright,” replied Mirabella nonchalantly, adjusting her mask without further inquiry.

Meanwhile, Leo, who'd been thumbing through Twitter on his phone, looked up, his handsfeatures a picture of confusion. “What are you guys talking about?” Collins glanced at Leo, his eyes brimming with disdain. “Zip it, Leo. You're not exactly the poster child for ambition.” The live stream kicked off promptly at ten.

The chat was flooded with greetings, and Leo, now with headphones on, greeted the viewers with a smile. On the other hand, Mirabella merely poked her head into the frfor a quick hello before retreating to the background, playing the perfect secondary character.

Soon enough, the host emerged, spouting a slew of ad pitches before delving into the day’s theme. “Today's task is an easy one.” “Every tyou say it's easy, it turns out to be anything but,” retorted Hans, the guest who loved to banter with the host.

The host shot Hans a sideways glare. “Keep it up, and I'll make sure you get the short end of the stick.” Hans, undeterred, addressed the audience directly, “Folks, if | fail today’s task, it's all because our host's pulling strings behind the scenes.” The chat erupted with laughter, instantly lightening the mood.

Taking a deep breath, the host ignored Hans’ jab and snapped his fingers. A crew member approached, holding several envelopes. “This is your budget for grocery shopping. Shortly, a production vehicle will take you to the local farmers‘ market. Whatever you buy with this money is what you'll have to whip up for lunch.” With that, the crew members distributed the envelopes to each group.

Leo, feeling the thickness of the envelope, expressed his surprise

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Feels pretty stuffed He opened it, ahd fis expression froze upon seeing the contents. Noticing his puzzled look, Mirabella inquired, “How much is in there?”

Before Leo could answer, a gasp ‘ I cfrom Hans’ group. “The production team sure knows how to play .This thickness madethink ond we had a decent sum, and it's just ” q twenty bucks?” Twenty single dollar bills sure made for a thick stack. Mirabella’s lips twitched in amusement.

Leo pulled out the cash, counted it, and turned to his sister completely baffled What can we buy with

twenty bucks?”

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