Chapter 323


    The implication was clear: her introversion made her wear a mask.


    Hans could read between the lines, but he just chuckled and offered a greeting anyway, “Hey there,


    miss.”


    Mirabe nodded at him. “Hello to you, too.” Her voice was a bit husky and low, with an alluring


    huskiness to it. Even with her mask on, her bright, glistening eyes were captivating.


    Heather had brought along her cousin to the show. Typically, those who were brought to such events


    had either aspirations to break into showbiz or were already minor celebrities. Heather’s cousin lit up


    when she saw Leo, moving toward him with graceful poise to say hello. She seemed very


    approachable and sweet.


    Meanwhile, Heather’s gazended on Mirabe, and with a flicker of curiosity, she asked, “Are you part


    of the industry too?”


    “No,” replied Mirabe politely before lowering her gaze, not seeming too enthusiastic to engage


    further. Noticing this, Heather’s expression softened, and she didn’t probe any further.


    The chat in the live stream was buzzing withments.


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    [What’s with Juztin’s sister’s cold attitude? Doesn’t she realize who’s talking to her?]


    [Seems a bit affected to me.)


    [Compared to Juztin’s sister, Heather’s cousin seems pretty outgoing, greeting everyone. proactively.]


    [Are you v


    viewing this through tinted lenses? Didn’t you hear Juztin just say his sister is shy?]


    [Juztin is cool and aloof, so what if his sister is a bit cold? That’s totally normal, right?]


    [Haha, honestly, I dig this kind of quiet, cool–type chick.)


    At ten o’clock sharp, the host came out with a megaphone in hand. “Let’s kick off today’s live stream


    with a chicken ughter challenge!”


    Then, he led everyone to the backyard, pointing to a pen with chickens all set for the task, “One


    chicken per team. Whichever team finishes first gets a feast for lunch.”


    “And if we’rest?” Hans asked under his breath.


    The host turned to him with a sly smile. “The losers get nothing but pickled veggies and in bread,


    and they have to wash all the dishes for the entire crew.”


    “That’s a bit harsh,” muttered Gabriel beside him.


    “How is that harsh?” the host retorted flippantly before opening the wooden pen. “You have ten


    minutes. The countdown starts now. Go!”


    As the pen was opened, the chickens scattered in every direction. The whole yard became a


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    flurry of feathers and chaos, and everyone quickly got down to business.


    Il can feel the wickedness from the production team.]


    [I’m dying, ten minutes? I bet they won’t even catch a single chicken.]


    [Even though the director’s setup is cliché, it’s still a hrious scene.]


    Leo watched the chickens scatter, then turned to his sister with a wistful sigh. “I’ll take care of all the


    dishes at lunch.”


    [Pfft, is Juztin conceding defeat before even starting the battle?]


    [Such a doting brother.]


    [Looks like Juztin has decided to shoulder it all, hahaha.]


    Mirabe was scrolling through the livements on her phone. Hearing Leo’s voice, she pocketed


    the device, looked up with her sparkling eyes, raised an eyebrow, and said, “They’re just chickens.”


    Leo opened his mouth to respond, but before he could, Mirabe had already rolled up her sleeves with


    a calm determination.